Being normal

My endocrinologist must be quite baffled by my adamant refusal to take insulin shots by now. She wanted me to get to it right away specially since I am also taking quadtabs. Related to what the pulmonologist said, keeping my blood sugar in check is the key to my successful recovery from my PTB.

It's not the daily needle poking that deters me, really. For one thing, I've been taking my finger pricks twice a day since last Monday already so that is not the issue. I suppose, to succumb to insulin shots, to me, is a symbol of surrender. To take the easy way out and just pump my body insulin rather than work my pancreas out to produce more, or at least, the right amount. Deep inside, I am not ready to give up this proper diet and exercise thing yet. Nor have I given up on my pancreas just yet. Nor my capacity to do the right stuff for my health. Ardently, albeit silently as well, inside I pray that I still have the chance to undo the neglect I committed in the past and correct my ways enough to see my body repair itself. Now, isn't that a handful?

So I'm getting triple dose of glucovance instead. Whew! Not a pretty thought either.

But today I tested at 102 mg/DL around 3:00 PM. To think that we went to Shakey's for lunch with my SDD team. It wasn't a normal feeling. I actually felt a bit nauseous. But you'd be too, if you haven't gone this low in 5 years.

I must say I'm ecstatic at the thought that my body can still do normal glucose levels. Now, it's still a long way to zero pills but this looks promising. I think I'm allowed to buy those nice Adidas joggers now :)

What do you know, you can still teach this old dog new tricks!

Better Barf Bags

Just when I thought I got this whole morning barfing stuff figured out ... I threw up in the car again this morning while I was driving my daughter Ma'i to school. It was a good thing Myla was there beside me to hand me one of those cool airline waxed bags for the purpose. I wasn't as messy like the first time.

Gotta get a grip on this soon. Mondays can't be like this til March (that's when I will change my medication tp, hopefully, something milder). One good thing though is that this gave me the reason to stop over at Starbucks to rest and regain my strenght, and have chamomile tea and multigrain bagel too. Ahhh there's always something good to find in every situation.

But today, I was down and out for the rest of the morning. The long drive back home was an exhausting one.

Not Throwing Up

I did not throw up today!

Tired of waiting for my turn to rush to the bathroom to dump my breakfast, I decided to move around and sweat it out with some morning exercises. Stretching then shadow boxing to raise my heart rate, some push ups and a good stroll around the garden - these made me busy until it was over two hours since I drank those dastardly red tablets that made my mornings utterly miserable. Since I can't do away with them, I figured a way to work with them. - Getting my body warm and some food every hour in the morning. Hahaha .... works well with my diabetes too.

Oh well, we get our buzz where we can :)

Orange Pee

The quadtab turns my pee into reddish orange. Everytime I take a pee, I feel like a softdrink dispenser. If only I can charge for this. Hmmm

Blissful blindside - NOT!

So we all know I am diabetic. Been so since ... 2001? Being a research hog that I am, it took me no time to understand just what elevated blood sugar means. Simply said, things can get messy. Diabetic complications maim and/or kill people ... eventually! I emphasize "eventually" because the decay is never abrupt. Rather, it is a string of deteriorating effects with sad stories attached to each one. Sad mostly because for the most part, many of these tragedies are avoidable.

Oh well.

From the other end of the episode reads the causes of Pulmonary Tuberculosis (PTB) - infection sets in at the onset of Diabetes Mellitus, or generally during a state of a weakened immune system. Diabetes weakens the immune system.

Tadah!

Now my story begins ...

SO stop reading now ..this will be depressing. I only intend this to be my personal waste bin. Hehehe