it was fun while it lasted

I ended up at the doctor to check about getting off insulin.  The nurse thought it was funny when I told her how many units I take a day.  So I got online to see about other company’s to drive for that do not have this requirement.  It is true that you learn something new everyday.  I found out that there is a federal law preventing insulin dependent people from being a long haul truck driver.  I guess that is a sign, that job wasn’t meant for me.  Oh well back to the drawing board for now……… thenewdiabetic.wordpress.com

My job??

Well I have found a good truck driving job that am excited about.  Everything is going great I have spoken to the agent and my schooling will be paid for.  I will love the time on the road.  I like being alone and listening to music so this will be perfect.   Today I got an email from the company about all the stuff that I need to bring with me and the requirements to start the school at the beginning of march.  So, I am reading along when I get to the medical section.  It has several requirements, but I have that all under control.   Until I got to the “no needle injection insulin” part.  Now what do I do.  I guess I am going to get on the phone with my doctor and we are going to have to make a change.  I really want this job.  Because of my PTSD it is hard for me to be around a lot of people and this is a great “loner” job.  Wow!  You talk about a damper.  I will let you know how it turns out.  I am dialing the doctor now…… thenewdiabetic.wordpress.com

its random

So the lady that gave me the first diabetic class on what to eat was wrong.   She told me to stay away from certain things.  Over the weekend I investigated those things she told me to stay away from and I fell I was lied to.   Processed meat was not near as bad as she made it out to be.  I love that kind of stuff as strange as it sounds.   She seems to be trying to take my gold from me.   I stay confused.   I don’t ever know who to trust when it comes to my health.   Why can’t all the doctors be the same for once.    Lets compare notes and get me on the right track.

I don’t understand

Ok, the other day I went out to eat with my mom and my sister.   I was eating food that I shouldn’t be eating as a diabetic.  I thought this one day I will push the limits, just to see what I can do on special days.   So I ate bad at lunch and even worse at dinner.  No words can describe how great the food was.  I was so nervous that night to check my blood sugar.    I know another bad call to the doctor and it was on.   So, I get home, after endless hours of shopping that I didn’t know about prior to the trip.  Its been a while since I ate, so I finish off my sister’s lasagna.  I couldn’t let it go to waste.  I pull out my meter and get things set up.  This takes longer than you think by the way.  Its like setting up a small science project.  Then there is the endless wait for the meter to give you a reading.   All you see is that hour glass turning, waiting on the results.   101,  I know I was lit up like a Christmas Tree.   I was so happy.   I get around and go to bed for the night.   I knew the real test would be in the morning.   So, I wake up and hurry downstairs.   I pull out my meter and start start the process.    I get my reading.  It’s 84!   Thats great!   I had to check my weight next.  I get on the scale and I am at the same number I was the day before.     IT WAS GREAT!   I now know I can eat the good stuff every once in a blue moon.  I can’t wait till the next blue moon.  ha ha…… thenewdiabetic.wordpress.com

it’s crazy

So, I ran out of insulin before I got to ordered more.  It takes seven days to get it.  Your doctor does not speak to you kindly when you call him with that information.   I guess I need to get on the ball.  I ended up having to drive an hour down to the hospital  just to get my insulin.  I had to take my 2 year old with me, during nap time.  She was not the happiest camper.  When we got there she did however get to take her first ride in an elevator.  We went in I pressed the second floor button and the doors closed.  We started to move up when I felt this little hand grab mine.  It was not just holding daddy’s hand, it was more like a what the hell is going on death grip.  She was the first one off when the doors opened.  I worried about the ride back down.  By this time everything is going good, we got our number and the wait started.  Five minutes into the wait she decided to sit in my lap.   The people around us scared her for some reason.  Then she decides to see how many times she can get in and out of my lap before I would make her stop.  It didn’t take long.    Now that she had to be parked in one spot she has to go to the bathroom.  This was great since we were two numbers away from getting called.  We talked about it and she said she could hold it.  So our number gets called and we go to the booth to get my insulin order started.  All the sudden a lady appears in the booth with a question for the guy behind the computer.  They talk for several minutes as my little one is doing the pee pee dance.   The lady leaves and I get my order placed.  On to the bathroom when ran.  It’s very strange to have to take your daughter in the mens public bathroom.  We get that taken care of, then got the insulin and headed back to the elevator.   I had a plan this time though,  I let her hit the button.  By the time the door opened on the ground floor she couldn’t stop laughing and jumping around.  I can honestly say I wasn’t that upset that I had to make the trip, I got to enjoy a new experience with my baby girl.  The only thing that didn’t go my way, she got to sleep on the way home and I had to drive…….   thenewdiabetic.wordpress.com

getting with it

So i have figured how to eat, when to eat and when to check my blood sugar.  As strange as it sounds now I stay cold all the time.   Before, I liked the house temp to be under 70.  I would walk around the house in shorts and a sleeveless shirt.  Not anymore it stays on 73 and I can’t get warm.  This is the most I have ever worn tennis shoes, I prefer sandles or house shoes in the winter.  Well let my take that back, I was to lazy to put on shoes.  I still run my 3 fans when I sleep, but in the morning time I look like a tightly rolled breakfast burrito.  Which is ok with me because I have a new oxygen source.  Oh,  I sleep with an oxygen mask to0.  I think my body is aging much faster than it should be.  By 30 Ill be in a home….   thenewdiabetic.wordpress.com

What is next

At this point, I am hungry and I have alot to learn.  A few days went by and I was starting to get the hang of this eating thing.  Well it turns out the same meals over and over again gets very old very fast.  So,  back to box reading at the store.  It took some time but I found several items that would switch things up for me.  Now, I start the exercise part of diabetes.  I should tell you that the eating part sucks but burning it off makes it worse.  I start exercising at least twice a week, or so.  That is a good start for me.  All the sudden my blood sugar is staying in the low 70′s and I get the shakes.  My next doctors appointment I asked what was going on.  The doctor hands me a paper that tells me what to do when my blood sugar gets low and how to prevent it.  On the paper it says that exercise can cause it to drop.  That can not be why mine is low, but it does blow my mind.  Every doctor took time to explain the importance of exercise.  Anyway, the doctor checks my meter and noticed I was eating to far apart.  I am going to have to get an assistant just to help me keep up with this stuff….  thenewdiabetic.wordpress.com

I’m Lost

Ok, they sent me home very confused as I told you.  They didn’t even know if I had type 1 or type 2. Never the less I got instructions to eat right, exercise and how to give myself insulin.  So I get home the first night and find out I can not eat 90% of the stuff I did before.  I went to the store for dinner and become a box reader.  It took forever just to find something to eat.  I was told I can only have 60g of carbs per meal.  For anyone that does not know it the back of the box has a servings per package line.  Reading that little line can be very heart breaking after you have checked the grams of carbs.  I pay for my costly meal then go home and eat.  I get done with my meal and I found out I’m going to starve to death.  I checked my blood sugar, it was high.  I missed where they said I don’t need to check it right after I eat.  You know what I did next, called the doctor.  After the lady got done laughing at me she corrected me.  I decided this is going to be a long road…..  thenewdiabetic.wordpress.com

Getting started with diabetes

I am new to blogging and new to diabetes. I found out Christmas day that I have diabetes. It was crazy, for a month, I couldn’t get enough to drink. I had strange cramps and started to vomit everyday. I woke up Christmas and did not feel like eating or drinking. I laid in bed while my family had Christmas lunch. A family member suggested to check my blood sugar. It was 490. On to the hospital I went. Now I am a diabetic. I was sent home even more confused then before I went to the hospital. I live off a very small income and now I am stuck paying good money for my new diet. Why is it that healthy food cost more than junk food? Diabetes is very confusing and I plan to share with you my experience with my new Christmas present. thenewdiabetic.wordpress.com

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