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

Happy 39th #1 son.

I also have lost height - it's standing up that does it - compresses the spine over time. I'd love to be slim and elegant, but ain't gonna happen now. Even when I was skinny - a long time ago - I was big, with large, knobbly knees, elbows and shoulders. Neil, over the years has spent so much time horizontal due to one or other condition, that he is still the 6'3" of his youth, but even Alistair has lost something approaching an inch at the age of 55, but he has always spent most of his time vertically.

Glad to hear that the steroids are finishing today and lets hope nothing else unwanted appears.

BG at 05.50 was 6.9. Now 9.5 after a bit of activity and a cup of tea.
 
Good A1c. Well done keeping it there even without the "ghastly" bread substitutes (agree with you there). I've chickened out of weighing myself for the last few weeks because I know that my weight is going up despite everything so no idea what my BMI might be now.

The sun has been out since daybreak here but there's a chilly breeze keeping the temperature down.
 
Good afternoon all. Fbs this morning was 9.8. Yesterday's get together was a great success and I managed to eat a "good" albeit late lunch. We stayed chatting until 8pm so by the time we got home my evening meal/ snack was also late. As I take all my diabetes meds. with food they were also off timings so I expected my fbs to be higher. This morning I was really tired and had a much needed lie in, hence my late post. Enjoy what is left of today.
 
Days like this - marvelous.
 
dunelm said:
Days like this - marvelous.
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Thank you@dunelm. I agree. There were just 8 of us, all long standing good friends but a while since we were all together so lots to talk about. I also took birthday presents for 2 of them and had the pleasure of seeing them being opened plus we left birthday gifts for two of their grandsons to be passed on later. I spend a lot of time choosing presents for the children of family and friends for birthdays and Christmas but never get to see them being opened.
 
A question if you don't mind @dunelm
my eating window varies depending on how I and my stomach feel like on any given day. It can vary from a 6 to 12 hour window...but, if it is a 12 hour window, then that last meal, if you can call it a meal is miso soup and onion. I have that more in hot hot weather to make sure my fluid intake is up. But is it technically a meal in your opinion?

Love the moody mixed media art bit...
 
Happy birthday to all that have them...
I hope your Monday was a good one....
 
Fbg 6.4


It was the end of a long day, with a surreal and unsettling mystery involving a suspiciously turd-like object (or was it a snake?) on the seat at the bus stop by Iceland - it was a drama that ended with screaming, fleeing, and gallons of council-blasted water. I still don't have a clue exactly what went on.

As I was walking up to the bus stop next to Iceland, I saw a Council type water tanker/truck, draw up to the bus stop, and the driver and passenger jumped out of their cab and were banging on the bus stop window from the road trying to alert the people (to something) who were sitting on those metal seats there. I couldn't understand why the council workers didn't come round the front and face the people, and neither could the people who were sitting at the bus stop looking at the council workers through the bus stop window with stupefied expressions on their faces, while holding this large corrugated water tube with water already coming out...

I looked at the bus stop seat and between two people, a lady and a man, was something that looked suspiciously like a round turd, (or a a thick snake curled up). I stood and looked. It was a surreal drama. I looked as the council water tanker people are still banging on the window. And I am wondering, if it is a turd why did the man and the woman sit next to it without noticing. This does not make sense. The woman is looking at the man banging on the window, and appeared to be doing urgent hand motions to say, get away get away. The woman cannot comprehend. At that moment, the woman looked at her side at the turd/snake thing curled up. She threw her hands in the air, her phone went flying, she screamed head off, realised she was not holding her , looked frantically around for it, snatched it up,and ran off into the distance.... the other three occupants of the other seats took notice by this time, they shot off in the opposite direction. My quick exit was to go to Iceland....

From inside the safety of Iceland frozen foods, and where no one screams, I watched the council workers blast this thing whatever it was, with gallons of water.

I still could not figure it out and most of people shopping in Iceland did not notice any of this going on. The whole thing was over very quickly, and was quite scary to watch....

I finish my shopping and go out, and because of the heat the water is already drying up . And a man unaware of the drama going on before is now sitting on the seat where the turd/snake was.
I shudder and get away quickly, as fast as my elderly walker will go...


But just moments before that absurd confusing scene, I had passed this incredible sight parked outside the Emporium - a mobility scooter so absolutely customised in every way. A life-sized raven perched proudly on a monkey-headed plush backrest, chrome details shining, and a whole gang of soft toys grinning from the front bumper. And driving the scooter controls was a magnificent unicorn head eating a carrot....

So this will be my creative...

Time to lock up and feed the beasties.
And I need some sleep after the drama of today...

So I will say night night, and I hope my dreams are not of bits of turd flying through the air and water....

I need a peaceful day at home where everything is normal and no drama happens....

 
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8.10am FBG 5.8
Yesterday evening when I had finished in the garden and walked back to the house Mittens (as i christened the big tabby cat with white feet from next door) shot away from the house, scrambled over the terrace wall and disappeared into the jungle at the end of the garden. Presumably going home through the hedge down there.
Looking at the house I can see a little face staring back at me. Kiki is on the inside of her cat door - presumably Mittens was looking in at her, but because the door is identity chip operated could not get inside. After he left Kiki was reluctant to go out again. She seems terrified of all the other cats around here, although during her first interaction with Mittens he was not aggressive, so i hoped they would tolerate each other. They came to blows later and I have a suspicion it was Kiki who started it.
There are eight other cats who visited this garden. Most of them don't come now or leave as soon as they see us, because both Glyn and I became diligent in chasing them out after Kiki was attacked several times.
Things have calmed down a lot now. Having the cat door has helped Kiki enormously but she still runs scared at the sight of another cat.
Strange because Kiki used to chase out of Le Rocher the neighbours cat. Some of you may remember Oreo, who used to bully Errant. Oreo was terrified of Kiki, who is considerably smaller than Oreo, to the point that she didn't like to walk down the road past the gate if she thought Kiki would see her.
 
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My sincere sympathies on the cleaner front. Mine got severe vertigo. I started cleaning my shower walls with a floor mop - the type with a shrinkable pole and the washable fabric pad. It helps with the lower down bits. And I use a garden kneeler when I do the corners down at the base.
 
My blood glucose is the same and I also wondered the same with coffee. I'll have to get used to having my coffee with breakfast and I did eat too much over the weekend. Goal for this week is to eat less sugar than last week which should be an easy win in theory. This thread helps.
It's a constant learning process as I don't think that I knew that I should stay away from caffeine as a diabetic.
 
I wonder if cutting open the tea bag and using the leaves would work? it might be the bag itself. A bit of a faff but could be a good test.
 
debs248 said:
12.2

Probably not helped by having to talk DD through a panic attack at 2am.

My school had 6 houses named after saints, including Winefride. I never knew anything about her, just thought it was an unusual spelling of Winifred.
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My sympathies with the disrupted sleep. From experience it definitely affects blood sugar - and sometimes for a number of days. Best wishes to your DD. Not fun for anyone.
 
Good morning all. My fbs this morning was 9.8 the same as yesterday. My biopsy results arrived this morning from the Dermatology skin cancer clinic . They were both carried out on 12th March. One showed features of clear cell acanthoma which was benign. The treatment is surgical removal but it was removed by the biopsy so no further treatment needed . The other showed inflammation and something I can't pronounce but can be treated by my GP. So no features of malignancy. I have also been discharged from the Urology clinic following my kidney stone episode so that is 2 less "ologies" to deal with. Just waiting next for the appointment to repeat my upper abdominal scan re my gall stones/ polyp. My diverticulitis has also settled for now following 2 lots of antibiotics. So gradually ticking boxes and hoping that no more conditions arise! My sympathies and best wishes to all who are struggling with health issues. The sun is still shining so enjoy your day as best you can.
 
A miraculous 9.5 this morning.
But feel like i'm falling apart a bit.
Recent life has been fraught with a series of battles. Managed to fight off a nasty virus while caring for sick dependants and my other half was travelling. Took me out for 2 weeks.
Am now fighting a selection of recent infections and plantar facia inflammation with a side of pancreatitis. probably caused by body using up all its reserves in the first battle.
Am off the the podiatrist for a repeat round of toenail alteration tomorrow which Im really really not impressed about. I should have listened to my inner voice the first time when he wouldn't /couldn't do it the way I knew it needed. Trying different person this time.

After I fought the virus off I was so desperate for exercise I went for my first 'walk' (of the leg stretching variety vs round the supermarket with trolley assist) in 18 months. It was glorious, sunny, saw a rainbow, and a favourite type of bird, - a specific type of heron.
Managed to hurt plantar fascia and thats also when the toenail (on other foot) threw a wobbly. Tried to treat it at home, but then got pancreatitis from the suddenly worsening infection, so had to phone medical centre and beg for an appointment. Fortunately I am a frequent flier and pancreatitis got me an emergency appointment later in the day. And the pharmacy managed to fill it late in the day for me too which is another miracle.
Nurse had trouble getting a line for my IV medication later in the week. 7th try. Said I might need to get a port, but I don't think anyone will approve it.

Managed to get a cancellation at the optometrist as the cyst next to my eye/eyelid/on edge of eyesocket has suddenly doubled in size as well and I can't wear swimming goggles now. goodness knows even which specialist deals with that.
And have an appointment later this week with the endocrinologist to gather info for the insulin pump application.

Blood sugar ( and food) has been all over the place. Actually nearly had some lows when first had virus which is totally weird.
Have been needing lots of naps, and after first short daily outing in the morning, come back home to bed to wait for painkillers to kick in.

Had to take dependant person out for haircut at 4pm today. Got home so tired that I couldn't speak and had to go straight to lie down, then had unflavoured plain fried tofu (leftovers) for dinner which on one hand seemed grim, but hit the spot. Then an emergency nap (3rd of the day) at 7pm. I forgot how much antibiotics wipe me out - even more than normal that is.

Apologies for the rant.
On a positive note, apart from the short walks, I now am able to wear laced shoes again. First time in 18 months as well. It takes a while to put them on, with huffing and puffing, and weird angles pulling the socks up(and I need to see if there is such a thing as a shoe horn still).
But I can do it! Also didn't get pancreatitis with the virus - which is the first time in about 11 years. Usually get it with colds and everything.

Just pondering if I could use a plastic ruler instead of a shoehorn, and trying not to think about podiatrist tomorrow.
 
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