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Here it goes again. I sometimes wonder why I even attempt to keep up a blog. I never stay with it. My mind is much too busy to think of one coherent thought, let alone write a few hundred words on whatever subject I can manage to get my mind to focus on.





Really, its very frustrating and trying to keep up on a blog just brings home the fact that it is hard for me to finish something that I have started. But, like so many of us, I am nothing if not masochistic, so here I go again. Actually this is something I want to continue from the last post I made here in February.

That general malaise feeling I was having back at the beginning of the year, remember that? Turns out I do believe it was related to the diabetes. I was not taking care of myself and my blood sugar was outrageous. I have never experienced this before in my diabetes career. So I was hesitant to label the ill feeling as a result of high blood pressure, but I am convinced that is what was causing it.

Winter turned to spring, turned to summer and I finally got myself back to the doctor. She of course, chastised me for not taking my high BS seriously, but I am used to that. My hide has gotten very tough throughout this diabetic journey. Doctors love, I mean they just LOVE to rip you a new one if they see you are not taking care of yourself. Its their job after all to point out the obvious, and the not so obvious.

Anyway, I am getting back on track. Insulin scripts have been re-uped, Hypercholesteral meds re-uped. Hypo thyroid meds check. Addition of Myrbetriq, check.

Now to sit by the phone waiting for the nurse to call me with results of tests run. I already know my blood work is miserable, its the back and hip x-rays I am worried about. The term Severe Degenerative Disk Disease, or DDD was bandied about when I called to leave a message for the nurse, since I missed her call earlier.

Ugh, so what fresh hell has been thrust upon me? We shall see.

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