I woke pretty early for my doctor's appointment and had a good chat about all the things. The one thing I'm concerned about is the higher than regular or recent blood sugars. I've worked so hard y'all. Tiny cheats here and there, yeah. Cookie baking. Mac & Cheese but always extra protein. Always. And my blood sugar has been ... decent.
My doctor said the new meds should also be lowering my blood sugar, if anything. But this week has been a little anxiety ridden.
I told her that next week I'm going to send her the digits from the bottom of these pages, the digits I've diligently kept. And see what she has to say.
Tomorrow she wants me to go get my bloodwork done, check the A1c (and I have to get my PT/INR anyway). So I'll dip out of work at 3, run the 30 miles over to the facility to get things done.
I also talked to her about my knee pain. My right knee has been hurting like heck, even with stretching, and even with not running at all for over a week, just walking. In the past I've gotten cortisone shots, and the last one was 2022. I'm eligible for another one. I need an X-ray first and then an ortho consult.
Me: I signed up for a 5k, literally one month from tomorrow.
Her: Well! We want you to do that! So let's help you feel better and you can train and win!
Lady, I'm so not going to "win" anything, I just want to complete and finish. And I hope they have some adorable commemorative swag for us. Because honestly, that's all I want. Swag.
We had a giant thunderstorm this afternoon. I was on a conference call with my work son, and I thought at one point I may have to shut my computer down because we'd lose power and internet. It was intense. The dog and the Doug were going bonkers. He had her all fired up about it, and they went on the porch and she NOPE Nope nope noped right back into the house. I was trying to talk and be present, but there was too much fun happening!
We didn't lose power and the storm was over by the time I was done. The client we're working with is wonderful and hilarious, and it was just the kind of thing that warmed my heart to the bottom of my feet.
That's about it. Oh - my friend here in town sent me this hilarious picture of two ads on a news site, and she said "I think I'm losing my mind - I wondered, why is that woman's body so small?"
She thought I'd like it, and I do.
Hope you like it too.
Digits below!
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. Treadmill, 30 min/2 mi. 11k+ steps by bedtime
blood glucose:
7:45am: 130
5pm: 136
10:30pm: 180
food & meds:
7:45am: jardiance, new meds
10:30am: last slice of sourdough bread, toasted
11:45am: small bowl of mac & cheese and leftover cheesesteak fixings (onions, peppers, mushrooms)
12:45pm: met+glip
2:45pm: 6 m&ms (last in the bag, cleaning the pantry)
5pm: handful of mixed nuts
6:15pm: bowl of tortellini w/marinara sauce, meatless
7:15pm: met+glip
white wine

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