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Olivia and I trekked in to Boston today, to visit her endo at Joslin. How I loathe that drive. It's two hours and the last 20 miles take at least 45 minutes. Today it took an hour. Holy god, the potholes on Route 9 could swallow a Mack truck.

Anyway. We navigated the Parking Garage Of Doom (otherwise known as Pilgrim St.) and were only (only!) 25 minutes late. I hate being late. It makes me itch.

The endo saw us right away - and Kerri, I told her you said hello. She was very happy to hear how well you're doing. The visit went well, although her A1C went from a 7.7% to an 8.1%. I hate that number. I know it's not supposed to, but it always feels like a failing grade when it gets high like that. Her doctor said it was fine, to be expected in a hormonal (and how!) teenager, but still. I don't like it. It makes my brain go down paths I'd rather they not travel, y'know?
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Well, as you may have read in one of my earlier posts, I had my appointment yesterday with my endocronologist. I had also told you I was hoping for a good A1c and I knew if my test wasn't good, I could expect to have the "you're a great candidate for the pump" talk. Well, I got my test results back and I can honestly say that I had one of the highest A1c's that I have had in years. I was very dissapointed. I am actually so ashamed, embarrassed, and frustrated that I don't even want to share my number with you. Maybe, if you're reading this and you are diabetic like me, then you can relate to this feeling of not wanting anyone else to see your score. I even go out of my way to hide my blood glucose reading every time I test. I'll be the first one to admit that this fear comes from being insecure about what other people might think of me. Or fear that someone might make a judgement of either my health or my diabetes management based on the number. (READ MORE)

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A friend of mine has just found a new endo and is loving it. I'm very excited for her because I know how much trouble she went through with her last endo. I remember telling her the difference between her reluctant-to-listen-to-the-patient doctor and Dr. C: "After having never spoken to Dr. C about Symlin before, I came into his office for a regular check up, said I wanted to try Symlin and 15 minutes later the nurse was hooking me up with a sample pen."

While I had a lot of freedom when I spoke with Dr. C, I have often wondered how much latitude he gave me because he knew how involved I am in the diabetes community, knew that I was up on the latest information and technology, and was proactive. I was sad to leave him behind. (Maybe there's a little too much ego there, but I really got very little resistance from Dr. C about anything.)

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I've got that nervy, kinda sick feeling.  A type of cold feet, but all in my mind.  Maybe it's butterflies I feel, but it's not really in my tummy.  I'm dreading the stop on the scale on the way back to the tiny little interview (maybe I should call it interrogation, that seems more accurate) room.

 

It's Endo-Nerves.  Tomorrow is my endocrinologist visit.  It's only been a couple months, but with my impending insurance (maybe I should call it un-surance) upheaval, I'm going in a few weeks early.  

 

This may be the last time I go to this particular doctor (maybe I should call her Physcian's Assistant, that seems much more accurate).  Since I won't be commuting up to work following my lay-off, it's really silly to consider driving over an hour each way to see this highly rated and very popular specialist (and his minions, AKA PAs).  

 

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Been having weird dreams... Guess I'm a little anxious about the endo tomorrow... So in honor of odd dreams and anxiety:
Twas the night before my endo appointment, when all through the place Not a meter was stirring, had my pump at my waist My gym clothes were tucked in my backpack with care, And I hoped that my work would show on the scale.
And I was nestled all snug in my bed, While visions of low A1Cs danced in my head. And me in my 'kerchief, and Bob in his cap, Had just settled our brains for an early fall nap.
When in a weird dream there arose such a clatter, The doctor he told me everything was the matter. He said that my A1C had risen so fast, And my weight was through the roof, I was simply aghast.
The moon it showed down as I tossed to and fro The bad news continued from my dreamland endo. When, what to my sleeping brain did appear But a 400 plus cholesterol number, and my control-loss so clear. (READ MORE)

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When I sat down in the exam room with the nurse she started asking me some typical questions but responded in a different way.

 

“So you are a type 1 right?”

 

“Yes, since I was 17.”

 

“And you are on a pump right?”

 

“Yes for just over 2 years.”

 

“Which pump?”

 

“I use a Minimed pump.” I answered although no one has ever asked me that question.

 

“Which model? The paradigm?” She asked

 

“Oh yes, the Paradigm 722,” I replied a little confused that she would even know model numbers and stuff.

 

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Olivia had an endo appointment last week, in Boston. We make the drive in every three months and while it's an all-day affair, we both really like her endo team and feel the trip is worth the effort.

After dealing with the horrible traffic on the Mass Pike and Route 9, after wrangling two toddlers plus their gear plus Olivia's gear and after managing to make it thru the Garage Of Doom without scraping my bumper on a single wall, we arrived.

 

Olivia was seeing her CDE today. When we initially started going to Joslin, I wasn't crazy about this woman, but she's really grown on me and we have a good relationship now. She's very down to earth and forthright and I love that in a health care provider. The whole reason we switched from UMass to Joslin was because I felt the endo they had there was very wishy-washy.

 

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I had an endo appointment this week that was pretty uneventful.

 

We went over my blood work and everything looked good except for my a1c of course. I pretty much accepted that it would not be great since my blood sugars have been high and it was only a month ago that rang in with an a1c of 8.3.

 

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I want to think a fellow blogger, Carey Potash, for the idea behind this blog. It was him that I got the motivation to write this entry. Thanks man. You're a great father and you do an amazing job with your child with diabetes.
I hate going to my Endocronologist. I can't stand the overcrowdedness, the parking, some of the staff (you know who you are), the blood work (see my post entitled, "Disappointing Endo Visit"), The rookie University medical students, and the list goes on forever. (READ MORE)

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I got to the office at 8:00 AM. My appointment was for 8:30 so I figured I would read some magazines in the waiting room for a while before I met with my new endocrinologist.  

 

After walking down a very long, narrow, and deserted hallway I found the room number. I took a deep breath and grabbed the door knob. It was locked. 

 

Down the hallway and down the elevator I went and found a bench to park on for a while. As time ticked away I started thinking about what my doctor should look like or act like. I took out my Blackberry to check my email and to post some Tweets. 

 

8:20 rolled around and I headed back upstairs to the long, narrow, deserted hallway that I am sure I have seen in a movie. The door was still locked. I leaned up against the wall and waited. 

 

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