A day in the life

Yesterday I woke up feeling very groggy and tired. I went to bed the night before with a sugar reading of around 125. I had very weird, vivid dreams (which I wish I could recall so I could post them but maybe it's better I don't!) and remember waking up a couple times feeling strange but didn't check my sugar. When my alarm clock finally managed to wake me up, I decided I should check my sugar and my meter glared back at me.........54. I felt terrible. I had a splitting headache and was so tired I could barely manage to lift myself out of bed. I went down to the kitchen where my husband was drinking his morning coffee and I told him how I felt. He watched as I drank a glass of OJ. I wonder how low it actually dropped that night while I was asleep? I can usually sense when my sugar drops but maybe I was extra tired that night? I don't even remember hitting the snooze button the 8x it takes for it to finally give up on me. I am thinking I should probably sit my alarm clock where I have to actually get out of bed to turn it off. Maybe.......that would be alot of work for how many times I hit that damn button. ha. I didn't go into work until 1pm but felt much better.

Today, I was thinking about my initial reaction when I was told I had diabetes. I remember my vision being very blurry and I was thirsty ALL the time. I was taking Hi-C Juice in a glass filled with ice cubes everywhere I went. Great for the ole sugar but I didn't know what was going on at the time. I made an eye doctor appointment for my eyes. My mother-in-law has type 2 so I was curious of the symptoms. When she told me, I began to get scared. I went home and made a doctor appointment for that night. The doctor was in a rush, as they always seem to be. I told him my symptoms and he checked my sugar with a glucose monitor. He casually said to me, "You have diabetes", like he was telling me I had an ingrown toenail. Since he didn't sound concerned I didn't react. I asked him what my sugar reading was. He said it was 380. I asked what it should be and he said around 100. He left the room. I just sat there in shock not knowing what to think. He came back and handed me some papers that were telling me what to eat and what I shouldn't eat. He told me I had a CHRONIC disease. "What the hell is that?" I asked. "A disease you cannot get rid of. If you don't take care of it, it could cause death." Now I was getting scared. That is all he said. Then he sent me home with these papers and some prescriptions and me thinking I was Type 2. I cancelled my eye doctor appointment. My vision stayed blurry for about two or three weeks after my appointment and medication.

Needless to say, I changed my doctor after that appointment. Doctors just don't take the time with their patients anymore. I used to feel rushed and like I couldn't ask any questions sometimes. My new doctor is much more relaxed and listens and explains things to me. The office wait for him is a little longer but I know it is because he is taking the time with his patients, which is fine with me.