got to see
blood work
results online
and my A1c
is 5.8 a
a glucose level
of 117
which is down
from the last test
earlier this year
the A1c then was
6.0 a level
of 125
so I feel good
knowing that
I’m doing the
right things
and eating right
and drinking
plenty of water
also no insulin
needed…which
is nearing two years
Three years ago today {May 14}, I was being transported by ambulance to the local hospital. When I arrived, the nurses worked on me right away, and kept feeding IV bags. Also the were keeping me awake, as they thought might go into a coma, as my sugar reading(s) were going through the roof.
Since then, I have learned how to control my sugar, by watching what I eat and drink. And the best thing is that I don’t need insulin. So, with a mind set of doing what has to be done, it will all work out, including with being at the ideal weight too.
High sugar content. A diabetic’s nightmare.
The other day, I did a phone visit with the Endocrinologist. He was very happy with the average morning glucose results, which was 117 average for the last 30 days. My weight is between 136-140, and was glad to hear that to. With that said, I no longer have to see him, and he wished me well. So glad to keep the type 2 diabetes under control.
As of today (12/28), it will be three months of not having to inject insulin of any kind. It feels good knowing that I don’t need it anymore, unless I screw up by having to much sugar in one day. If the high reading doesn’t go down within a day and a half or so, the doc told me to give myself one shot of insulin, and that should bring it down. Also, not taking any pills for type 2 diabetes, and that’s a good thing.
Saw the diabetes doc (on Tuesday), and the great news is that my A1c is 6.2 which is good. No need for insulin which I have stopped using since the end of September. I only need to see him one more time, that being at the beginning of June. He told me I was doing everything right, and to keep doing what I am doing, and I shouldn’t have any more problems.
Now that I am no longer injecting insulin, the glucose (sugar) level(s) are good. It took a little work get to this point, as I watch what and how much I eat, and that’s a good thing, as it works out in my favor.
When I was diagnosed and told that I have type 2 diabetes, it made me think, which I did a lot of, I was not going to let it get the best of me, that I was going to give it a good kick in the ass, along with quitting smoking, to make myself healthier, and be happy about it. The end result, it worked.
The first few months was not all that great. I was mildly overweight, sluggish, and sleeping a lot more than I should have been. Also, I would make numerous trips to the bathroom, and getting weaker each day. Then, on the night of May 14, I so fucking weak, that I need help to getting up off of the couch. i told my live-in partner to call for the ambulance. Off to the emergency room, and the nurse started immediately working on me. I have no idea how many IVs went through, as my glucose reading was sky high. I was in ICU for 2 1/2 days, still feeding me the IVs, and that was when I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes.
The second half of the year, I have made great strides, as the A1C is normal, blood pressure is very good, and my lungs are clear, even after 40 plus years of smoking. I actually quit smoking, the same day I was admitted in the hospital. plus my weight is where it should be.
Now, I watch what I eat and drink, and it’s working out, for the better.
So its
been
6 1/5
months
have
passed
since I
was diagnosed
a type 2
diabetic
I have
made
great
strides
by sticking
to the
plan(s)
and it
paid off
I could’ve
been one of
those who
gave up
and drove
off the deep end
but didn’t as
I want to
live a
healthy
life
I’ll say
this
Will Power
counts
Its been five weeks since I was sent home from the hospital, and have been making great strides, to a better and healthier life ahead. Everything is looking good, and my doctor likes what she has seen far.
i’m starting to sleep better, and my diet is working out.
I an proud of myself, and I’ll pat myself on the back.
Last month. when I became ill, it didn’t look good. I was so weak, that I couldn’t even get off the couch. I told my partner to call for an ambulance, and off to the hospital. They rushed me to the emergency room, and immediately the nurse hooked the IV into me. I spent seven hours and numerous and do of the IV, then brought me up to ICU. A couple of hours later, I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. That is when the will power came to mind, and do everything I could to get better. So far, its working. Also, I had the will power to quit smoking; cold turkey, and I don’t even miss it.
As I write this, I am feeling a lot better, though there are good days and bad day or two, thrown into the mix. So, with the will power, I will live, and enjoy life.
