Crap.
I get to add one more condition to my personal list of “been there, done that”. My A1C came back as clearly diabetic.
This isn’t funny anymore.
I get to add one more condition to my personal list of “been there, done that”. My A1C came back as clearly diabetic.
This isn’t funny anymore.
Went to bed at 7:30 last night – told the Professor I was really tired from our friend from Norway’s visit and needed to catch up on sleep. And I did sleep, too, until six this morning when the alarm clock went off. I always get this way when I get really down. Appetite is…
The Professor needed the kitchen last night to do some preparation for tonight’s lamb Vindaloo meal. “The cookbook says one hour prep, one hour cooking,” he informed me. We both figured it would take him a little longer. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ 5:10 p.m. – I arrive home. The Professor is already in the kitchen. I take that…
As in, “do, a deer, a female deer”. Interesting. I first typed that as “a femail dear”. I do believe that the synapses are starting to dissolve from all the rain. I took two days off this week and went to a town about an hour from here to see a Loreena McKennitt concert. It’s…
Yes! Eight hours sleep last night! I almost feel human. Granted, I got the sleep in three separate blocks, but I slept for almost four hours straight through at one time! It would have been longer, but the O’beast decided it was time for breakfast at 6:00. I’m thinking of having him freeze dried and…
OK, this gets complicated, so bear with me. I’ve mentioned before that I have an active virtual life. I co-administer a message board (some people call them forums) that is devoted to nothing in particular and serves as a place for people to talk to each other. It’s better than a chat room because it…
The way I see it, I’ve got a choice. 1) I can let the cherries hit pavement, and then let the birds and squirrels deal with the fruit and then let the rain deal with the bird and squirrel droppings. -OR- 2) I can put a canopy up. They tend to have sloped tops that…
Well shit
Crap is right. Ugh!
This one I can sympathize with. Sorry.
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I’m so sorry this has happened. As we age it becomes more likely, and you did just have a birthday. 😉 Happy belated birthday, my friend. In spite of the diabetes. I’ve been living with it for 13 years now. But I’m lucky. I can eat whatever I want and still have an A1C under six. Hopefully some Metformin will straighten you out and you won’t have to mess around with insulin.
((((hugs))))
Well, sh*tinskis! I, too, will remain hopeful pills will do the trick. It seems to work for Mom.