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hey, blood sugars are...
a lot better. I know, its boring, but hey, my blog, I get to be boring in it.
But yes, fasting and bedtime levels have been around 100, so all good. The other good news, it was a good hair day. B)
Still not terribly hungry in the morning, tho I'm drinking ginger beer and having some string cheese to make sure I get some carbs and protein into my system. Am going to try protein and soy milk shakes next week.
The bad news today? My father is _still_ in the hospital. He's getting better, but they've cancelled the surgery until he's recovered from whatever this is - some reaction to the dye? Anyway, I _wont_ be going back east the 1st week in February.
The other bit of bad news:
I cut my foot while walking around my apartment. (I know, I know, I was barefoot, I should have been wearing slippers or socks) and I didnt _notice_ until I saw the smears of blood on the hardwood floor. *sigh* Put a call into my doc to get a referral for a podiatrist.
At times like this, I get so angry at myself - 10, 15 years ago, I had the opportunity to make choices about my eating habits, and exercise habits and all of that - instead I ignored it. I didnt take care of myself, I didnt _DO_ the things I should have. Because in my 20's, I was invincible, I was going to live forever, or I just didnt care what it meant to not live as long as I could in a healthy state.
*sigh* The reality is that I wouldnt be who I am today if I wasnt that idiot back then, and I like who I am today. I like where I'm going, and who I'm with, and what I'm doing, and I like the people in my life locally and not so locally. But that doesnt mean I'm still not _incredibly annoyed_ at myself and completely over sensitive to all sorts of triggers. Oh yea, Feb 14th is coming up, and along with that, the whole fscking CHOCOLATE and CANDY and CAKE and whatever the bleck else one is supposed to use to symbolize 'love'. *considers a post about the things I _really_ find romantic. You know, like a man in the kitchen making me dinner. And some other stuff. :-p
But yes, fasting and bedtime levels have been around 100, so all good. The other good news, it was a good hair day. B)
Still not terribly hungry in the morning, tho I'm drinking ginger beer and having some string cheese to make sure I get some carbs and protein into my system. Am going to try protein and soy milk shakes next week.
The bad news today? My father is _still_ in the hospital. He's getting better, but they've cancelled the surgery until he's recovered from whatever this is - some reaction to the dye? Anyway, I _wont_ be going back east the 1st week in February.
The other bit of bad news:
I cut my foot while walking around my apartment. (I know, I know, I was barefoot, I should have been wearing slippers or socks) and I didnt _notice_ until I saw the smears of blood on the hardwood floor. *sigh* Put a call into my doc to get a referral for a podiatrist.
At times like this, I get so angry at myself - 10, 15 years ago, I had the opportunity to make choices about my eating habits, and exercise habits and all of that - instead I ignored it. I didnt take care of myself, I didnt _DO_ the things I should have. Because in my 20's, I was invincible, I was going to live forever, or I just didnt care what it meant to not live as long as I could in a healthy state.
*sigh* The reality is that I wouldnt be who I am today if I wasnt that idiot back then, and I like who I am today. I like where I'm going, and who I'm with, and what I'm doing, and I like the people in my life locally and not so locally. But that doesnt mean I'm still not _incredibly annoyed_ at myself and completely over sensitive to all sorts of triggers. Oh yea, Feb 14th is coming up, and along with that, the whole fscking CHOCOLATE and CANDY and CAKE and whatever the bleck else one is supposed to use to symbolize 'love'. *considers a post about the things I _really_ find romantic. You know, like a man in the kitchen making me dinner. And some other stuff. :-p
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Did you not notice the cut because of neuropathy, or was it just not very deep?
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