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What was your fasting blood glucose? (full on chat)


So does my surgery and I have had a few reviews while on these meds but it wasn't picked. There is another pill that I take and I asked at one of these reviews why I have been taking Esomeprazole for the last 20 years. The response was "No idea. Why don't you stop taking it and see what happens?" I did fail to take it one night and had really severe stomach pains next morning. All those years ago I did have a suspected stomach ulcer but I wonder if that was why I was prescribed it. Maybe though, there was some other reason. No idea. Might try again and see if the result is the same.
I'm sure I've read, that there is now a breath test for certain bacteria in your stomach etc.
I have had helicobactor pylori, cured with anti biotic.
 
I'm sure I've read, that there is now a breath test for certain bacteria in your stomach etc.
I have had helicobactor pylori, cured with anti biotic.
Yes, I wondered if that was what I had, but the surgery declined to test for it and just asked me to take antacid medication. I didn't because they upset my stomach even more. Eventually it calmed down - maybe because of the Esomeprazole. Who knows?

Just back from my liver US scan. Apparently it has improved since last time - at least something has.
 
Fbg 5.8 this morning the Dexcom one+ read somewhat higher so have used the 5.8 given by finger prick to calibrate the sensor.
Keiran and melody decided not to overnight in Bristol and drove straight back after the ceremony arriving home about half nine.
@gennepher so glad things went well for you and congratulations on fighting the good fight.
@Lamont D sorry that you are having a hard time of it at the moment mate wish we could lighten your burden but we are here for you and maybe we can help raise your spirits a little take care.
Thanks @JohnEGreen
A really surprising 6 this am, checked twice and second 6.2, but recorded the lower reading. I know!

I was gonna write a long list but no time, as usual.
So here is the shortened version,
Eldest son, who it you remember, was in hospital for a couple of nights over Christmas.
Mrs L says, we must get the turkey and gammon out for Christmas!
His first tests came back, no antibodies but suspected either T1 or Late onset. However, scans have been clear but need more tests. BG levels still too high regardless of food. Spike after a zero carb meal etc.
Awaiting lab tests. We have a big family and no one has T1 etc. T2 yeah. But this is so surprising.
Daughter has fibromyalgia, and in pain, issues over her car crash etc. And now, could lose her job, cos city council is reviewing and changing the roles that are being introduced, due to government changed coming in.
They're good changes but could affect her job. Not what she needs.
#2 grandchild has had his new application to join, delayed until September. But has been offered more alternatives.
#5 is now a basketball coach at 14. But is now hoping for a team to coach. Her injuries are ok but need an op soon .
#7 is not longer in gymnastics. She is not happy with the coaching. Don't forget she is in primary schools.
Already so street wise.
DiL s grandmother is in final stages. Her mother is now in care, and father is very ill. Much more pressure on youngest son. And the reason behind more babysitting.
My only brother is close to being in care as well! He has dementia.

Then as already said, Mrs L being defiant. Being Mrs L. Because of this weekend, I am at my worst thoughts of her behaviour. You just can't help her, cos, Mrs L will only do what Mrs L believes is true.
I mean, being in different time zones all at once and what Mrs L believes how capable she is.
Not realising how disabled Mrs L is. And does things without thinking without support.
I can't tell how frustrating and infuriating it is to try and help but it does not make much difference.

There is more but you can see, what a plateful I've got on. The family is with us.
Many thanks for your support and I feel rather awful I'm not keeping up with everything.
I know you lot need the support like I do.
But bear with, when things settle down, I will be here.
My bestest wishes every minute.
 
Good morning everyone on a misty start to the day here in the dark and dangerous north. 5.7 this morning. First cut of the year yesterday - hair that is, far too early for grass. Mrs Miggins does the top bit, I do my beard. It’s all done in the best possible taste. Talking of which, out to lunch yesterday curtesy of a gift voucher, one of four received as Christmas gifts. What else do you get older friends and relatives who seem to have everything - no, not penicilin. Don’t be naughty. Youngest son’s 40th birthday today - how time flies when you are not looking. Reminds me of how fleeting is our own time, the length of which is rightly unknown. I remember his birth vividly, at Oddstock hospital, Salisbury and holding one of his mothers legs up by the ankle under the instructions of the midwife as he struggled into the world, complaining loudly about having to change rooms at such short notice. Art bit - a tree on a large sheet of paper. I did do an ink pen sketch yesterday - all going quite well until I smudged it with the palm of my clumsy right hand. Hope your day is sprinkled with happy thoughts. I need some koffy - well, not need, but it’s what I’m going to have - it’s a super food don’t you know, good in winter and summer.
Happy birthday to youngest son.
 
Yes, I wondered if that was what I had, but the surgery declined to test for it and just asked me to take antacid medication. I didn't because they upset my stomach even more. Eventually it calmed down - maybe because of the Esomeprazole. Who knows?

Just back from my liver US scan. Apparently it has improved since last time - at least something has.
When and if, so rare these days, I get any stomach issues, I use omeprazole.
It is part of my prescription, but I haven't ordered for about three months.
Very good.
For me.
 
Thanks @JohnEGreen
A really surprising 6 this am, checked twice and second 6.2, but recorded the lower reading. I know!

I was gonna write a long list but no time, as usual.
So here is the shortened version,
Eldest son, who it you remember, was in hospital for a couple of nights over Christmas.
Mrs L says, we must get the turkey and gammon out for Christmas!
His first tests came back, no antibodies but suspected either T1 or Late onset. However, scans have been clear but need more tests. BG levels still too high regardless of food. Spike after a zero carb meal etc.
Awaiting lab tests. We have a big family and no one has T1 etc. T2 yeah. But this is so surprising.
Daughter has fibromyalgia, and in pain, issues over her car crash etc. And now, could lose her job, cos city council is reviewing and changing the roles that are being introduced, due to government changed coming in.
They're good changes but could affect her job. Not what she needs.
#2 grandchild has had his new application to join, delayed until September. But has been offered more alternatives.
#5 is now a basketball coach at 14. But is now hoping for a team to coach. Her injuries are ok but need an op soon .
#7 is not longer in gymnastics. She is not happy with the coaching. Don't forget she is in primary schools.
Already so street wise.
DiL s grandmother is in final stages. Her mother is now in care, and father is very ill. Much more pressure on youngest son. And the reason behind more babysitting.
My only brother is close to being in care as well! He has dementia.

Then as already said, Mrs L being defiant. Being Mrs L. Because of this weekend, I am at my worst thoughts of her behaviour. You just can't help her, cos, Mrs L will only do what Mrs L believes is true.
I mean, being in different time zones all at once and what Mrs L believes how capable she is.
Not realising how disabled Mrs L is. And does things without thinking without support.
I can't tell how frustrating and infuriating it is to try and help but it does not make much difference.

There is more but you can see, what a plateful I've got on. The family is with us.
Many thanks for your support and I feel rather awful I'm not keeping up with everything.
I know you lot need the support like I do.
But bear with, when things settle down, I will be here.
My bestest wishes every minute.
A lot going on in your life at present but do spare a thought for yourself. Your physical and mental well being are paramount. Take care.
 
@dunelm Happy birthday to your son.
My youngest is 44 his was cesarean so I was not there but as she was out cold neither was Judith in a sense.
My mother was 32 when I was born after a series of miscarriages she called me her miracle baby a bit flattering I think.
Thank you @JohnEGreen. It is quite strange now that cesarean section seems to be almost the default in some places.
 
Happy 40th to your son, and many more happy days and years for all of you.

Oddly, although I'm pretty sure I was there, I remember very little about the actual births of either of my sons - the hours before and after, but not the actual events. I remember saying that it was easy and pain free, which I had not expected, at least for Neil and no, I wasn't drugged. Just built for the job, I guess. I do remember that Tom wasn't allowed in for the first one, but was there for the 2nd. Just as well it was easy, both maternity hospitals were pretty poor way back then (1967 and 1969).
eldest took a couple of labour filled pain days. In one hospital. Awful time for Mrs L.
daughter couldn't wait to be born. All over in a couple of hours, arrived home from work at 4pm, in ambulance at five, born at six in pub at seven (ish, in another hospital closed shortly after.
middle son, born in new maternity wing of new hospital. First time actually witnessing birth. Brilliant experience, (as is all)
Baby son, in same hospital, another good delivery, but lightest. But was home next day.good
I'm all four young in a in just over five and a half years.
how did we cope?
not bad I suppose.
 
There is more but you can see, what a plateful I've got on. The family is with us.
Many thanks for your support and I feel rather awful I'm not keeping up with everything.
I know you lot need the support like I do.
But bear with, when things settle down, I will be here.
My bestest wishes every minute.
In the vein that sometimes life is a battle.

Sometimes we're stood down for some R&R when its appropriate to do so & for everyone's sanity

Other times we're alert & but in defensive positions, just because

At others it's short skirmishes, letting the danger know we're on guard and forcing it to retreat or find other avenues.

Sadly you seem to be in heavy battle mode
No time for chit chat or tiffin .

No time to spare when the enemy is so intent on pressing forward ..

We'll still be here when the battle dies down

Ready to hear any news, happy to pick your brain for ideas of what WE should do next & grateful for the valuable help you supply for everyone of our needs when requested


Until then you have your focus correctly fixed on what's important.

As you were soldier .
 
It does seem to me, a lottery on the health care we receive. Some of us receive health care that is often below par, yet others appear to receive consistently good or exceptional health care and have nothing but praise for the system. My stories on the health care I have received, especially at the hands of my surgery the last 20 years when there were doctors, and a main GP verge on a horror story. It was a horror story which is very difficult to believe happened in this day and age.

I employed an advocate who worked tirelessly on my behalf. It stole my time for over two years, and then I needed time to recover. I probably never did recover and never will. This was something you might expect to happen in the 1800's, not something that continued into the early 2000's. J was with me through all this and he kept me going. The whole thing nearly broke me.

I was at meetings with the medical people concerned with officials present. My advocate and J was with me.

It resulted in a whole hospital department being closed down, and medical people lost their jobs. It literally had to be taken apart, and it was rebuilt.

My advocate told me that I had been very brave tackling all this with the authorities. And then he told me something shocking. I wasn't the only person this happened to. It has been happening for many many years, to many many people, particularly to patients under my then GP and the psychiatrist. The power they held was so great no one, no patients dared take them on. They complained, but they were all too scared to tackle the system as it was then, and justifiably so, because of the power these two men had over patients. No one has power over me.. I am not brave, but no one holds power over me for their own ends. I had no idea of any of this happening to many other patients, while I was battling through all this with the aid of my advocate, I thought I was just fighting my own corner, not also for justice for many many patients over the years.

My advocate told me that he taught at NHS meetings and medical meetings to nurses and higher medical people and bosses, about all the things that should NOT happen within the health service, and in particular about medical people who turn a blind eye to things going on, which should NOT go on, thus allowing these injustices to take place. He asked my permission to use my case as a teaching aid and promised me a pseudonym and total anonymity. Obviously, I agreed.

I met him again years later, and he said medical staff and people, at his sessions, were in disbelief that this kind of practice was continuing into the early 2000s. No, it is something that happens in the 1800s, not in the early 2000's they told my advocate. So he provided proof to them, and my case that it did.
As I have said before @gennepher - you are definitely Wonder Woman. Well done.
 
Today is tired Tuesday.
Another disturbed sleep.
Another fun time with duties.
More fun time with #8. Took the ratbag to shopping fresh food, and the usual shop staff spoiled him.
Played in the cold back garden, he is right footed, which is normal for the larger family. But two sons are left handed, as is #4, #6, #7. Go figure?
Having bits and bobs for food later. So we can pick it not.


I was born in my parents bedroom.
It wasn't (according to the story) very nice for my mum, to give birth. A difficult birth they called it. And so have I been for nearly seven decades.
The family doctor was called for, as it was snowing, and they were worried for my mum travelling.
There was a midwife.
However with a difficult birth, it was deemed necessary to hope to save the mother first. So once born, I was left to myself in a furniture drawer, to either live or die. I was ignored for a good while, my dad told me. After that while, the doctor was pleased with my mother's recovery so far. Then the doctor checked on me and was suprised, that I was still around. They had given up for me. I couldn't feed, so formula was given to me and put back into the drawer to hopefully sleep. My dad, said I was so quiet, as if I knew things weren't not ideal, and I wasn't feed till I woke up the next morning.
I don't remember any of it!
 
@Lamont D a stressful time for you. As has been said find time for yourself. The time with #8 sounds a tiring but good diversion from the other pressures in your life.
He is a joy!
But still a ratbag.
As the others are.
Hoping to get the game Saturday with a few of them.
But Eowen or whatever it's called intervenes.
supposed high winds and lots of rain.
thanks @ianpspurs
Stay safe. Batten down the hatches you lot.
 
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