So I went to my doctor’s appointment yesterday, as a follow-up for bloodwork done in December and the CT Scan I had about a week and a half ago. Even though she gave me both good news and bad, I only focused on the bad and allowed myself to get really down for a bit yesterday.
The bad news is, my bad cholesterol (LDL) is a bit high so she wants to put me on Statins for, and I quote, “an indefinate amount of time”. Are you kidding me??? I'm trying to come off the medications I'm on now, not add to them. I’m not trying to let that happen, so I have 2+ months to see if I can bring about a change through “diet and exercise”. Then, if that wasn’t bad enough, she also told me that given the amount of my current weight and my height, I’m borderline obese. What??? Suffice it to say, I’m shocked. To look at me (in my opinion), my only weight issue is my stomach, which has never been flat since the birth of my twins; and maybe my thighs, but that’s it. But I'm willing to admit that I'm possibly looking at my weight through thinly veiled eyes and can stand to lose a few pounds. SSIIGGHH!!!
The good news is, my pancreas is back to normal (“unremarkable” is what the report said). No signs of prolonged inflamation or damage. That’s a huge relief. However, because I suffered with chronic pancreatitis for a little while there, that (of course) may have sped up the timeline, as far as me developing diabetes is concerned. But I’m okay with that. Because A) I fully expect that there’s going to be even more reprocussions to follow for my past lifestyle. One can only be lucky for so long, know what I mean? And B) I wouldn’t have gotten to know any of you, which seems crazy to think about. The other good news is my current A1c is 7.7. Unfortunately, I forgot to ask what it was when I was first diagnosed, but considering the consistent 300-400 BG’s I was seeing in the beginning, it must have been way up there. Okay, so I’m not below 7 like my doctor wants me to be but I’m darn close. And given the fact that I’ll be watching my diet (I really hate that word) more carefully and exercising more, that number should start to go down, slowly but surely. My goal is to be under 6 by the time of my next appointment in March, but I’ll settle for below 7.
So okay… yesterday I did the wrong thing by focussing only on the bad news, but today is different. I’m done with the little pity party for myself. Yesterday was just another wake up call that I MUST DO BETTER, and I have a clear idea of what I need to do moving forward. This "bad" news is just more logs added to the fire that fuels my determination to live a better, healthier way of life. Which, when you think about it, is good news. Wish me luck family.
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