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Per usual, I'm tardy.
Resolution #1 in the New Year: I shall try to be more timely.
Actually, I'm not making any resolutions this year. I think I've turned a corner in terms of resolving to lose weight, exercise, eat right, and relax - then not doing any of it. The difference for me in 2007 was that I promised to do nothing - and I did most of the things I would have promised to do if I'd made resolutions.
Go figure.
At the close of December, the year found me down 30 lbs, exercising more and with more vigor than I have since my teens, eating right and enjoying it, in a new - more satisfying - job, getting paid to write (how exciting!). Numbers-wise, I finished the year with an average A1C of 5.7% and my cholesterol levels much lower.
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Which would you like to hear first? I guess I'll start with the bad news and get my whining out of the way first. The scale is up this week. Granted it's only half a pound, but the frustrating part is I have been working so hard at this. I've been following Weight Watchers faithfully since Thanksgiving and I've only lost about 2 and a half pounds. What's worse is I'm starting to begrudge people at the meeting who lose more than that each week. Selfish, isn't it?
In reviewing my diet, exercise and lifestyle, I'm even more annoyed because I'm eating less food (and healthier food, at that), exercising more, drinking water and even getting more sleep than I had been. But I'm still not losing. What do I need to do? I'm open to all suggestions, except "be patient." I don't do well with patience.
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Which would you like to hear first? I guess I'll start with the bad news and get my whining out of the way first. The scale is up this week. Granted it's only half a pound, but the frustrating part is I have been working so hard at this. I've been following Weight Watchers faithfully since Thanksgiving and I've only lost about 2 and a half pounds. What's worse is I'm starting to begrudge people at the meeting who lose more than that each week. Selfish, isn't it?
In reviewing my diet, exercise and lifestyle, I'm even more annoyed because I'm eating less food (and healthier food, at that), exercising more, drinking water and even getting more sleep than I had been. But I'm still not losing. What do I need to do? I'm open to all suggestions, except "be patient." I don't do well with patience.
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Which would you like to hear first? I guess I'll start with the bad news and get my whining out of the way first. The scale is up this week. Granted it's only half a pound, but the frustrating part is I have been working so hard at this. I've been following Weight Watchers faithfully since Thanksgiving and I've only lost about 2 and a half pounds. What's worse is I'm starting to begrudge people at the meeting who lose more than that each week. Selfish, isn't it?
In reviewing my diet, exercise and lifestyle, I'm even more annoyed because I'm eating less food (and healthier food, at that), exercising more, drinking water and even getting more sleep than I had been. But I'm still not losing. What do I need to do? I'm open to all suggestions, except "be patient." I don't do well with patience.
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While procrastinating on the internet today, I came across a funny article that reminded me of my early days of diabetes.
The Roadkill Diet: A Low-Carb, High-Varmint Sensation?
The sad thing about this article is it refers to a report about how squirrels near my home are not safe to eat. First off, I had never heard of people eating squirrels before, but perhaps I've lived a sheltered life. Second, I live right outside New York City. Why would anyone in my area be eating squirrels?
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While procrastinating on the internet today, I came across a funny article that reminded me of my early days of diabetes.
The Roadkill Diet: A Low-Carb, High-Varmint Sensation?
The sad thing about this article is it refers to a report about how squirrels near my home are not safe to eat. First off, I had never heard of people eating squirrels before, but perhaps I've lived a sheltered life. Second, I live right outside New York City. Why would anyone in my area be eating squirrels?
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Last week I set the bar high for myself. Too high. Out of a possible 25 points, I earned a total of 16. I can make all the excuses in the world for why I was not successful, but the truth of the matter is, I just wasn't as focused as I was the previous week.
But it's a new day, a new week and so far, I'm doing OK. I revamped my goals for the week, backtracking a bit closer to my original plan. This week, I'm focusing on:
1. Testing my blood sugar four times a day. Last week, I knocked this off the list entirely thinking I had it under control again, but then I slacked, so its back at the top of the list.
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I knew he was high when I walked in the door;
His body was twitching, there was nary a snore.
His complexion was rosy, his hair dampened black;
I knew he was high before the pricker went "clack!"
The horrible number stayed like a tattoo,
Spitefully showcasing 392.
With insulin active, we gave it an hour
And whispered a prayer to a higher power.
I awoke from a dream that Obama had won
When Susanne said, "Carey! He's 421!"
I stumbled to his bedside, my wits on the fringe;
Susanne poured juice and loaded a syringe.
I pinched some plump flesh on the back of his arm,
Inserted the needle, then set my alarm.
2:30 am - I walked through a fog,
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This is a bit of a rant. I get on this horse periodically, ride it around, waving my flags and guns, foaming at the mouth a bit, going slightly nutty. You'll get used to it. Or ignore it.
What is the deal with lumping both types of diabetes together? Seriously. If I have to read one more freakin' article about how high fructose corn syrup causes diabetes or get one more stupid email from some clueless acquaintance, telling me that if I just put my kid on the Atkins diet, she'll be cured, I'm going to go to the top of the water tower and start picking people off. OK, maybe that's a slight exaggeration, but holy cow, does it make my blood boil.
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Am I a man, or even a person- or just a type with an age?
Should I be mad at what they think-what kind of war should I wage?
"You can overcome diabetes and make it part of your past"
But as an autoimmune, I declare that their thinking should not last!
"Check your blood sugar; you seem to be having a bad day"
Must it always be related to diabetes in every way?
"Should you be eating that brownie, too much sugar you know"
Should I explain the meaning of bolus and my expertise in insulin flow?
"Why, here, did you go so low- you really deserve this excessive blame"
It is just one bad day- not always easy to play this daily game!
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