I lost my meter.
"Which meter", you ask, "good dog woman, you have like 50 of them!"
Yeah, I have many many meter, but I lost the one I use every day. You know, the one that's become part of me because it has more blood on it and in the pockets of it's case then I have in my veins. It has my numbers from the last three months, unlogged because I'm a slacker and I always wait until two nights before an appointment to write them down. I used it as my wallet. It had my debit card, my credit cards, my insurance cards, my pictures of my girls!! gah.
I canceled my cards, that was a minor inconvenience, I had a spare insurance card, but I'm totally totally sad about losing the girls photos and the note that Kate mailed me when she was four. I shall be sad until I find it or well, always, even if I have every line, every scribble, every X and O memorized. You just can't replace that. *sigh*
On the Chicago note. I was nauseous and pukey the morning of my appointment (as I have been on and off for months) so they're trying to figure out why. My blood sugar was a little high for fasting and that might be the problem but so far I think we're leaning towards "you're on meds that make you nauseous and pukey". hrm, yay. I said I'd be willing to switch meds if they felt it was necessary but I wasn't asking for them to be changed. (make sense)
My a1c was up to 6.4 from 5.9 and they lowered one of my med doses because I keep getting mouth ulcers. Dr. Transplant was out of town and he returns this week so I'll know more later on in the week what they decide to do with my goofy self.
Meanwhine i'm whiney.
I shouldn't be I haven't really had huge issues with the immuno supresssion meds, just a lot of minor annoyances which add up to be a big pain in the booty.
Maybe, just maybe, if we get the nausea and mouth ulcers under control I won't feel so rollercoasterish and pessimistic about the whole islet transplant experience, because over all it really has been good. My online friends just get to hear the ass end of it all.
So hats off to those of you that keep coming back for more! I appreciate it.
Thanks for listening.
oh hey! new picture of the bird sitting on my head. He likes my new hat! Me too.