yes! I am looking forward to it indeed. Won't be for a wee while though, but time enough for my next HBA1c, just before Xmas.@AloeSvea glad you getting back your old dear of a GP.
I'd have laughed at that comment. Admittedly the Metformin and Atorvastatin really hit me hard, but after throwing them away I have been able to regain strength and energy. I don't count anything other than the days to the next meeting up with friends for music dancing and singing.
Thanks for explanation - much appreciated.My molasses enriched coffee was instant. From Sainsbury’s I think called Percol. Ingredients stated 100% arabica instant coffee. Taste: hints of dark chocolate and molasses. All a bit confusing in my opinion. No mention of proportion of chocolate or molasses. Tbh I had bought it just before diagnosis. I’ve never been much of a coffee drinker and know very little about coffee saving it for when feeling a little cold or under the weather. But I guess since it’s got colder I have been rather enjoying it. Ah wells I won’t be buying it again.
I got tired of counting too. And weighing and worrying and stressing.Hi y'all. In the last few weeks I have found myself looking up 'diabetes burnout' and, the official phrase in my country (Aotearoa/New Zealand) - 'diabetes distress'.
Why? You might ask. Well, here I am on the soapbox -
I'm sick of counting! (Self inflicted, due to N=1, and being asked to by medical practitioners.) I'm sick of counting blood glucose test strips to fit some bizarre criteria of appropriate for a type two (I gave up! Which I think was the intention, and self-fund now, which - yeah - I think was the intention). I'm sick of counting up trips and months and years to hospitals for retinopathy tests (somehow my retesting call up what-not has gotten lost in the - what? I have no idea), I'm sick of counting the numbers of test results, I'm sick of averaging my FBGs for my latest experiment (counting!), I'm sick of counting carbs, counting walkies and lifting for my 'exercise' quotient, counting the years passing, counting my life expectancy when it changes, counting my waist circumference, my weight, my ratios, my ratios when my blood lipid results get back....
And why am I sick of it now? Because a new GP told me that if I go and get a new HBA1c test a day too early from the stipulated three months, the lab will send the specimen back. (new strict rules apparently). I asked her what then, was the date I could have my next HBA1c, to the day, if to the day is so important now - no reply. I asked the practice nurse to get back to me on that - no reply. Oh! I think - the onus is on me to work out the three months is exact, between HBA1cs. I have to count! And gee - I hope I am counting correctly! Because - yeah - this is my responsibility now. Otherwise, my specimen will not be tested.
I rang the labs contact number for enquiries. How do they count three months - is it business days, or? No reply.
Grrrrrr! I'm so so so tired of counting....
Eight years , so far, with type two, just felt like a really long time. And, hopefully if I can keep my kidneys and my heart as healthy as possible with way too high blood glucose levels - I get to live a couple of decades more. and yeah - I just counted that up in my head! (Did I tell you I'm sick of counting?)
Type 1s/SIDDS and SAIDs are probably rolling their eyes at me - and understandably.
But is anyone else getting sick of counting? And being asked, yet again, to count some more?
Any yaes or naes - all - much appreciated.
I like that philosophy! I will share it with my 70s friends.Greetings @SaskiaKC. Yes - very good news indeed that your mother was able to pass on the info about macronutrients (I hope I do that for my adult kids.)
Re the arthritis versus the diabetes - I hear you on that one! It brings to mind the funny, which can be applied to arthritis pain? - "Arthritis doesn't kill you, but it might make you wish it did!" (I don't really mean that of course!) I was lucky I have a cousin who warned me about the pain of arthritis, otherwise I would have been deeply shocked the first time I was walking along , to suddenly feel like I had knives going into my ankle. Ouch doesn't quite cover it! She had warned me it could feel like that, bless her.
I don't know what to say about your diabetes care not covering regular eye exams! I guess I am pretty shocked. But yes, different countries have different plans, for sure.
You might like what one of my Aunts and I concluded - she is in her 70s, and she suggested 70s is not elderly. I was happy to concur. The 80s, we decided - yes, that was elderly - but 70s are the new 60s and all that, even with diabetes! (I do have an Aunt in her 80s and SHE swears 80s isn't elderly either - so, hehe, I guess it's all up for grabs?!)
I like that.Elderly is 20 years older than we are at any time.
Oh they can still count them just takes a shorter time to do so.Agree this counting can get boring.But better in the end maybe than being like some
diabetic people who can't now count their toes.
Grrrrruesome shivers, John!Oh they can still count them just takes a shorter time to do so.
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