Not sure how to make this post coherent. Perhaps a list.
Life. Is complicated. I've never been so happy to be unemployed in my LIFE, except when I had the knee surgery and could just spend my time recovering and doing PT.
Honey,
eeyore42? I'm sorry I'm not working but I'm glad I can narrow my focus and Deal With This as completely as possible.
- Test results received late last night/early this morning before I went to bed. Congratulations, it's Diabetes! =(
- Congratulations, it's also high LDL cholesterol! (fuck.) At least Triglycerides and HDL were where they're supposed to be.
- Good workout today with Tal, and I told her about the blood tests. She is being strict with me, she wants me to up my gym visits to four times per week, to make SURE I do ten to 15 minutes of interval training on the treadmill Every Time I Come In, because cardio is my big challenge. We talked about Metformin and researching my situation (which is both hypothyroid/Hashimoto's and diabetes) and about seriously building my stamina and strength.
- as a matter of fact, one thing Tal said deserves its own bullet point. I'm not to use the elliptical anymore for my warmups, I'm to use the treadmill and do the interval work for fifteen minutes because "the elliptical is fine for people who are just starting or who are recovering. You are neither." This pleases me MIGHTILY.
- Wonderful to run into
wrenb at the gym, we had time for a cup of coffee and a chat that I found very nourishing and therapeutic. - On a related note, my brain weasels are still telling me that DIABETES=DEATH (because my dad had diabetes when he died) so I will encourage EVERYONE to share diabetes success stories if you know any. Stupid damn brain weasels. At least I know they're there, so I can deal with them.
- Feeling strong and warm and sore, had a wonderful workout Wednesday and today, and a serious chiseling-out massage yesterday because Danniel is back working at Massage Envy. And he's added some new strokes to his repertoire. And I gave him a double tip yesterday because that was aMAzing, and because I could. Whew, I was flying on endorphins!
- I've gotten some links from
sarahmichigan re: hypothyroid and I'm working on finding reliable info on diabetes and "eating diabetic". - Doctor's office has me in for three appointments next week: I get a blood sugar monitor and a lesson on how to use it, I am seeing the optometrist or opthalmologist (not sure which) so they can check out my eyeballs and (one assumes) start a baseline, and there's a class on, I think, diabetic nutrition. I'll be busy looking after my health next week, what with extra workouts and everything.
- And, since ten things makes a list, I'm going to go find something delicious to have for lunch. And now I know how to balance the plate: 1/2 vegetables, 1/4 protein, 1/4 hopefully complex carbs.
Life. Is complicated. I've never been so happy to be unemployed in my LIFE, except when I had the knee surgery and could just spend my time recovering and doing PT.
Honey,
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I am taking Metformin because of PCOS. My acupuncturist gave me a tincture which is supposed to have a similar way of working, but I'm taking both and not just skipping out on the Metformin.
I have a friend with diabetes (I think it is also late onset) and she's doing really well. Also not having any problems with sores or wounds or the like.
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Diabetes is a lot easier to manager nowadays than a gluten allergy, or any number of other diet-related issues. It means a change in diet, but at least you like to cook.
I've got confidence in you about this.
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Goddam stupid brain weasels.
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But years later, she's only on metformin. She hasn't progressed to insulin because she doesn't have to. My mom does not exercise, at all. But she monitors her blood sugar and watches what she eats. She works with the doctors, gets regular tests done, and for the most part, her life hasn't changed that drastically. She has a strict diet she follows, but her doctors have told her she can still eat cake on birthdays and enjoy holiday feasts as long as she watched her blood sugar and goes back to eating right later.
She's actually doing better after a few years on the medicine. She notices less problems with her blood sugar when she does indulge.
It can be managed and isn't a death sentence. It runs in my family, and I've seen more people live successfully with it than not. You're obviously conscientious of your health, so you'll manage just fine.
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but because some asshole late-shift nurses found my dad after his passing, I just... *shudder*
They took the tubes and things out but left his eyes open.
Wish I hadn't seen it. Him.
Brain knows certain things are true but the horror response... I'll get through it.
I am not him. Not, not not.
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Turn turn turn... to every season, turn turn turn...
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I can do this.
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*hugs*
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I will bet that after you've met with the different doctors next week and got more practical advice on daily changes you will be able to make, it will be a bit less Diabetes=Death and more 'Pff. I can do this!'
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FIL's had it for a few...still kickin' it (although his is a War injury...was exposed to Agent Orange in Vietnam) he's so busy...he never visits! =)
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Thanks.
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I've already dealt with scarier maintenance techniques for a previous experience...
Sure. Yes.
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*grin* thanks.
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I have a lot to learn.
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Impossible for it to have been 20 years since dad died, but there it is.
I think that is part of the reaction to the diabetes diagnosis. Even when I'm not thinking about it, my bones KNOW it's April. I'm having what Shadow Unit calls an ECR... Emotionally Complex Response.
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And two, I am lots bigger than I used to be. Granted I'm also lots *firmer* than I have been, but yeah, I jiggle when I jog. And sometimes the brain weasels try to make something of that.
Mostly I don't let them.