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The pharmacy technician said it when I bought the "real" Sudafed (not that fake PE crap you can get over the counter that they reformulated so the stupid methamphetamine manufacturers have to work harder to find their main ingredient). The nurse at the doctor's office said it when I went in for a steroid shot.
It's bad around here. Really bad. Allergies, that is.
I'd say roughly six years ago I developed seasonal allergies. I was able to handle it with over the counter antihistamines, usually. But each summer seemed to get progressively worse. And this year has been by far my worst ever. Claritin and Sudafed weren't coming close to touching my itchiness, sneezing and extremely congested head. (I was like three of the Seven Dwarfs: Itchy, Sneezy and Why Won't My Ears Pop?)
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Anyone who knows me knows that I don't like to waste money. Well, who does? Then it may come as a surprise to hear that I've essentially just asked my endo if it's OK for me to throw $25 down the tubes.
You see, for about the last six weeks or so I've been battling some terrible, terrible seasonal allergies that are completely wrecking my blood sugar. I haven't been able to exercise in more than two weeks because my numbers were so unpredictable that I was getting very frustrated with still getting high numbers after my daily walk when normally my walk offers a drop in blood sugar or a stabilization of it.
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I threw away my Byetta pen yesterday. It was easy. I just took it out of the cabinet and chucked it. Easy peasy lemon squeezy.
I don't think I'll ever want to go back to Byetta.
I hate to say that because I really thought it was going to be a saving grace for me in the weight loss department. I'm just not so sure that it was my allergies that were making my blood sugar go so wacky lately. I mean, I'm sure allergies played a part, but I'm not so sure they were the sole culprit.
There are just so many variables to diabetes management that I'll never really know for sure, but since I've gone back to Novolog I've noticed a dramatic difference in my numbers. And, I'm still taking nasal steroids, which I thought were going to send my blood sugar off the deep end, for my allergies. I am walking more consistently than I was on Byetta; however, it became difficult to count on a morning walk when I didn't know where my blood sugar would be at 6 a.m.
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I hate to say it, but I had to consciously give up on my walk for some time. And I hate to harp on one subject, but my allergies seem to have literally taken over my life.
I had gotten in the habit of making sure all my walking gear would be ready for me in the morning-walking shorts, old grubby T-shirt, scrunchie, New Balance (Won't. Ever. Buy. Another. Brand.) walking shoes-and going to bed with high hopes of being able to walk in the morning. For roughly the last two months it was nothing for me to have a before-bed blood sugar reading in the low 100s or even under 100 and to wake up over 200. No, it wasn't dawn phenomenon. It was a funky combination of Byetta and allergies and whatever I ate before bed.
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I went out to lunch with a group after church today. I have not been going to this church very long and this was my first time joining this group. I didn't know any of the people very well at all.
I had the 4 year old and the 6 month old along and they were keeping me hopping. (Actually just the 4 y.o.) We all perused the menu. It was a Mexican restaurant.
[I can hear the gasps from you now. Mexican food is very high carb, high fat and difficult to judge as far as blood sugars. It's also a big fat no-no for most diet plans.]
I made a not-wise selection but justified most of it by substituting whole black beans for the refried beans that came with the lunch special. Yes, the fiber would undo the 100 grams of carbs I was about to ingest. Then I tuned into the discussion across the table.
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Even though I started hating Byetta toward the end, it still offered me at least one redeeming benefit. I held on to Byetta a lot longer than I should have mainly because it zapped my appetite. From roughly a week in I was hardly ever hungry. In fact, I found myself
routinely having rabbit food several meals a day and feeling just fine about it.
I feared the hunger almost immediately, and within days of giving up on Byetta for a number of reasons, I started to experience that dreaded hunger once again. I even did some Google research on appetite suppressants hoping that I could try to have the best of Byetta and Novolog with some herbal or OTC remedy.
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Twice this week I've literally said "Oh crap! That's
this week? Once was for a birthday party for No. 1 and once was the realization that my next endo appointment is Tuesday.
I'm feeling rather confident going into this appointment. OK, actually I think I'm being a little too cocky. I sort of feel like my A1C is going to be the most amazing drop from a 9 that anyone has ever seen just because I've started walking more and the Novolog is really, really helping my numbers. And I know this because I'm actually testing more than once or twice a day. I need to sort of bring myself down to size, but I really doubt that will happen until I get the results of my A1C test.
In the time that I saw Dr. C last, I have started and stopped Byetta, developed terrible TERRIBLE seasonal allergies that a steroid shot didn't even touch, started nasal allergy medicines, found myself walking at least five days a week, and rather enjoying the control I seem to have taking Novolog.
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Imagine it's the end of the world.
There's a flu pandemic. Or The Plague. Or the sun is burning a hole in the atmosphere and we all have to be herded into caves. There's mass panic and people need medical treatment.
Imagine having to decide who is worth saving and who isn't. That was the task of an "influential group of physicians" who drew up a "grim" list of patients who simply wouldn't be treated, according to this story.
The idea is to try to make sure that scarce resources--including ventilators, medicine and doctors and nurses--are used in a uniform, objective way, task force members said.
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I'm inked. Are you?
I have three tattoos. My first, which is also my favorite, was a simple butterfly on my right ankle. I sat on a metal folding chair with my leg twisted sideways on the tattoo artist's chair for what seemed like forever. I was 19. And then I got addicted. My second and third tattoos live on my right and left hips, respectively, and were done within two years of the first.
All my tattoos were received pre-children, pre-home ownership, pre-diabetes.
Lately, I've been thinking an awful lot about getting another one (I've even started browsing web sites). Aside from likely wanting to spend that kind of money on something else, I'm nervous about the possible effects of diabetes and getting a tattoo. I know that there are risks no matter what, even for people who don't have diabetes.
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The scheduling nurse from the Mayo Clinic called today and said the doctors have agreed to see me. And get this: I have an appointment in two weeks. Yep, two weeks! They're not squeezing me in, they're not making exceptions. I have a regular appointment.
So, I'm sort of stuck between really excited and fairly skeptical. I've made it pretty clear that I have high expectations for my endocrinologist. So on one hand I feel like the Mayo Clinic is the best of the best and my expectations will be met and on the other hand I feel like these people are still doctors in one of the largest cities in the country and likely see a ton of patients and why will they treat me any differently than Dr. S did?
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