A Very Long Day

I had an appointment with my diabetes counselor at 9:30 this morning at BAMC. I went reluctantly, a little resentful that they kept calling to make the appointment until I finally agreed. Although my blood sugar numbers are still too high, they are much lower than they were when I was first diagnosed, so I guess I thought I was "good enough." I'm not.

After I spoke with the counselor, I was glad that I went. He lectured me, but I deserved it. He also changed some of my meds and added a couple of new ones. I am determined to get my numbers down to where they should be.

Eating right is not as hard for me as remembering to take my meds as I should. However, I do like my midnight snacks, and they are usually things that aren't good for me, like cookies or ice cream. That, combined with the fact that I often forget my nighttime meds means high sugar numbers in the morning. (The picture is my lunch from yesterday--homegrown tomatoes from my patio and cottage cheese, Crystal Light peach tea. See, I was good). :o)

After speaking with the counselor, I had to wait almost an hour at the pharmacy for my prescriptions. It was noon by the time I left, so I stopped and picked up lunch for me and for Mom--a salad for me, chicken strips for Mom.

I was at her place until around 2 PM. We had to fill out some paperwork for the real estate agent regarding the sale of her house. I stopped at the UPS Store to fax them, then had to get gas in my car. My AC stopped working in the car a couple of days ago, and it is soooo hot!

Josh and Cyrise took Camryn by the hospital for her PKU test this evening, so I kept Reece and Aubrey while they did that. They stopped at the store and to get something to eat, so the kids were here until around 9 PM. They were both so sweet. Reece wanted to swim, but I didn't want to hold Aubrey and supervise him in the water at the same time, so I told him we would have to wait until tomorrow. That didn't go over well, and he threw some things on the floor. I made him pick them up and he was heartbroken, thinking I was mad at him. But a hug and a cuddle and all was right with the world again. Aubrey had a bottle and took a nap, I gave Reece dinner and we played and watched Willy Wonka and "the funnies," which is what he calls Funniest Home Videos.

After the kids left, I had to run to the store to get Maggie some cat food, since she was completely out. I sure hated to have to go out again, but I can't let the fat girl go hungry. (Maggie, not me). :o) Oh wait. I have gained 10 lbs. over the past month, though, so I guess I am the fat girl after all. I think my thyroid has stopped producing any hormones now, and instead of being hyperthyroid, I'm hypothyroid. I need to call the endocrinologist and get labs done so that they can prescribe the Synthroid I'll be taking for the rest of my life. :o/ Blah, more meds.

Ron will be home tomorrow. I called a carpet guy to come and clean Mom's carpets, and of course he is coming at the same time as Ron's flight gets in, but Ron said he will take a cab home. It's always something, as Roseanne Rosannadanna would say.

One of my cousins, much younger than me, has had a heart attack and will have a quadruple bypass tomorrow morning. Please send up a prayer for Jimi, her doctors and her family. Thanks so much!

Good night.