Got my diabetic labwork done again this week. The good news is that my numbers haven't gotten worse; the bad news is they haven't gotten better, either. Given my mother's raging diabetes (she takes 300+ units of insulin a day), I consider myself lucky to just be on medication for now, but I'd like to get better.
Dr. G has left me on the existing meds but may add another if I'm not improving by December. This is such a delicate balancing act. It's more than just a numbers game; it's about changing lifestyle. I'm a food addict, and, as I've said here before, the world's worst diabetic. But I'm also the only one who can change things, and long overdue to start.
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