So things are getting back to a routine around here. Somewhat. The biggest thing I have to wrap my head around, and then toss out, is the old-school concept of what diabetes is. Back in the day, if some kid was unfortunate enough to have diabetes, you knew that they could eat only three things for the rest of their lives. And they got to leave class all the time to go shoot up. And they were fragile, sick creatures that no one would play with. Well, that's not really the way things are. I find that many people still think that way. Truth of the matter is--I'm not wallowing in my misfortune. No sense in wasting time doing that. Things could be worse. It's not heart problems (though, now I have to be more diligent about that), and it's not cancer. I have every opportunity to enjoy life much the same way that I always have. And I can bitch and moan about the meds and all, but that's not going to change things. Maybe it's my carefree attitude. Maybe it's having learned to look forward. I do recognize the seriousness of it all, but bitching, whining or wallowing isn't going to do anything positive for me (as it rarely does).
I've had two wonderful appointments this week. The first was with a very nice young lady who informed me that, because I work at two crap jobs with no health insurance, I qualified for free insulin. SCORE!!! Not only that, but I can get the pricier stuff in the fancy dosage pen, rather than dealing with syringes! Best part--when I told her that I hadn't been able to do any of the paperwork because I'd just gotten some glasses that would allow me to read that morning, she told me not to worry about it because she'd fill out the paperwork for me. Just a couple of signatures, and I'm set!
My second appointment was with the diabetes specialist. We discussed portions and meal planning and all sorts of things. She basically told me I can eat anything (following moderate portions and carb counting). And beer is not off the list! True, the power drinking is no longer an option, but hell, I'm 52. It shouldn't be an option anymore anyway! She was happy with my glucose levels, particularly considering how bad they were a couple of weeks ago. In fact, she's already changed the amount of insulin I'll need to be taking daily. Anyhoo, she asked if I needed any supplies. I did, and since I have no insurance, they give this stuff away like Halloween candy.
Still, the freebie stuff doesn't come for a few weeks, so I'm still having to use a syringe for my bedtime dose of insulin. And unfortunately, my eyes are still out of whack without glasses. To give you an idea...this is approximately what it looks like without glasses. I really hope this part clears up...
Oh little master holy
has to change his name
cause all the boys and girls think
that you're too easy game
don't you know the shoes
is makin' him lame
Shut him up boss
keep the change
Just like Puss 'n' Boots
I hope you don't get shot for tryin'
Get shot for tryin'
--excerpt from "Puss 'n' Boots"
New York Dolls
This week's Mystery Guest will be revealed Thursday afternoon. Be sure to come back to check!
I'm a little early to be revealing, but I won't be online until late tonight. Our MG this week is the better half of "The Dirty Side of Us". Be sure to stop by and catch her other half and more of the boots!
We're back in the swing of things over at "...the Other HNT". Be sure to stop by and check out your fellow HNTers! NSFW, as usual.
I'm going to continue plugging Trojan's bid to win her modeling contract. If you missed out on who she is, she's one of the early HNTers, and was one of the earliest Mystery Guests. She's a model and an actress, and a generally nice person! And she's not terribly hard on the eyes, either!
It doesn't take more than one click and filling out the captcha box. Do it daily. She started out way behind, but is up in the mid-30s. Out of about 5000 women who are competing. Every vote counts!!