NoMoreBeerAnymore
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- Type of diabetes
- Type 2
- Treatment type
- Tablets (oral)
I got really fed up with Diabetes. My diabetic nurse said my sky high glucose and off the scale HBA1c was ok for "somebody like me". I kept my tongue in my head. I decided to take matters into my own hands. Diabetes is actually a scandal, count me out. I am very worried about my blood pressure, but was told don't worry about it and gave me another way to a lifetime on meds. i.e. can never stop. So I .......
1. Bought ammunition. In this part of the UK they dont give you the Soups and Shakes pancreatic holiday. My GP said don't do it. Just take your metformin. So I bought £500 worth of VLCD soops and shakes, and have been on it for 3 months. I feel great, my weight has come down 1 stone. I want 3 more stone to go with it, so my weight is BMI=20. I still take metformin but not 3 times a day, so my horrendous diarrhea and worst still embarrassing farts no long haunt the district line.
2. Medicine to mask the symptoms. I got injured during surgery, so was put on 2 medicines to hide the pain. Duloxetine and Gabapentin. I hate both of them, my GP said for own good I need to keep on them. Stuff that. I was a grown man who has not had an orgasm in 5 years, miserable situation. Duloxetine is so bad when you come off, you question your own sanity. It was purest hell, like a really long and never ending bad acid trip. I would burst into tears for no reason, fight with strangers, sleepless, no filter on thoughts, 2 weeks later ALL my sexual dysfunction disappeared, it is like being 20 again. The other feelings still a mess, no logic to it. Gabapentin is next. The pain is bad but Gabapentin is worse. It stops thoughts, so if you are public speaking you cannot formulate answers on your feet. It makes you giddy, stupid and hesitant. I lost a really good career because of that stuff. I think somebody was afraid I would sue because my keyhole surgery ended up with me losing a lung and three ribs. Get him high, show him the door.
3. I need a proper life, the reason I am here is because I ended up working 60-70 hours (yes overtime every day, and weekends too). I signed a piece of paper saying I opt out of the legal working week, there isn't a form for me to opt back in. I wonder why.
All this is the wrong thing to do, but its what I did.
I didn't eat muesli, or count my carbs. I fully respect those who do.
Mod edit: post moved to own thread
1. Bought ammunition. In this part of the UK they dont give you the Soups and Shakes pancreatic holiday. My GP said don't do it. Just take your metformin. So I bought £500 worth of VLCD soops and shakes, and have been on it for 3 months. I feel great, my weight has come down 1 stone. I want 3 more stone to go with it, so my weight is BMI=20. I still take metformin but not 3 times a day, so my horrendous diarrhea and worst still embarrassing farts no long haunt the district line.
2. Medicine to mask the symptoms. I got injured during surgery, so was put on 2 medicines to hide the pain. Duloxetine and Gabapentin. I hate both of them, my GP said for own good I need to keep on them. Stuff that. I was a grown man who has not had an orgasm in 5 years, miserable situation. Duloxetine is so bad when you come off, you question your own sanity. It was purest hell, like a really long and never ending bad acid trip. I would burst into tears for no reason, fight with strangers, sleepless, no filter on thoughts, 2 weeks later ALL my sexual dysfunction disappeared, it is like being 20 again. The other feelings still a mess, no logic to it. Gabapentin is next. The pain is bad but Gabapentin is worse. It stops thoughts, so if you are public speaking you cannot formulate answers on your feet. It makes you giddy, stupid and hesitant. I lost a really good career because of that stuff. I think somebody was afraid I would sue because my keyhole surgery ended up with me losing a lung and three ribs. Get him high, show him the door.
3. I need a proper life, the reason I am here is because I ended up working 60-70 hours (yes overtime every day, and weekends too). I signed a piece of paper saying I opt out of the legal working week, there isn't a form for me to opt back in. I wonder why.
All this is the wrong thing to do, but its what I did.
I didn't eat muesli, or count my carbs. I fully respect those who do.
Mod edit: post moved to own thread
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currently in process of trying to find a balance which is right for myself, agree wholeheartadly some meds can slow thinking down takes a little longer for thought process so can be perceived a little as a little hesitant in replying. 