Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Metabolism be damned

Kinda cute, huh?


My comment to myself today is buckle down. To that end, I'm making a breakfast of onions, zucchini, bacon, and eggs. If you look at the breakdown, carbs are low, protein and fat are good.

One of the fun things about continuing to have birthdays is a slower metabolism. That doesn't mean that exercise, good eating, good rest, and joy of life don't have an effect; they do. Consistency is more key now than ever before. Every day needs to be a kick it day with 'bleh' days being the anti-norm.

So, here we go. This old broad is gonna make this day count.

Monday, November 24, 2014

Good news on the diabetes front

Diabetes still sucks. That won't change. But I have it; it doesn't have me. Such a cliche, but true to the bone.

I had my 3-month appointment today and I totally thought it would end with "Time for injecting insulin lessons." But it didn't. My hemoglobin A1c had gone down 2 points. I've been working to make that happen, but not as hard as I can. My spirit was raised at least the 2 points the HgbA1c went down. My goal is 2 more points down. At any rate, I have 3 months to work on this determinedly and make it happen.

Along those lines, I really need to keep closer to paleo than I've been doing. The better job I do with balancing proteins and carbohydrates, the better I feel and apparently the hemoglobin A1c reacts. I had stopped taking my blood sugars, but will be reintroducing that to my daily routine. Since my fasting blood sugar is so high, the decision was made to split the Amaryl in half and take 2 mg in the morning and 2 mg at night (dinner for now). I'll need to make sure I have a snack, but that's definitely not a problem! I'm also moving 1 of the 2 metformin to the night and 1 in the morning.

The last part of the plan is to reign in the eating. Weight Watchers is fabulous, but the Weight Watchers experiment is over. It's back to My Fitness Pal for logging and modified paleo for eating.

As I ride the high of a good doctor's report, I need to keep in mind the words he left me with - "This is about your health; it's not about your weight."

Monday, November 3, 2014

Diabetes sucks

Long story short, I was destined to have diabetes. PCOS all my life, insulin resistance, genetics, and on and on. I've been treated with meds, weight loss, and exercise, and doing okay. The last four months, though, blood sugars hate me. It's partly related to me and partly related to whatever. I'm working on the me part. The rejoining of Weight Watchers and keeping things as high protein/low carb as I can are part of that.


As we age, our eyes start to deteriorate. At least for most people. I'm not exception. I didn't need glasses until I turned 40, and it was a short hop to 24/7 glasses wearing. I'm okay with that.

I've had glaucoma and suspected glaucoma since I was a teen, so I go to an ophthalmologist every six months. I've been treated and not treated over the years. I'm treated with drops now.

I went today for my six-month check and field test, and it was all about the diabetes rather than the glaucoma. "Why aren't you on insulin already?" I was asked. "You're a ticking time bomb" (in terms of diabetic retinopathy) I was told. "You have a 'blah blah blah' cup to disc ratio" I was told. No complications - yet. "See you again in six months. Get your sugars under control."


I dressed up for Halloween and was an evil gramma in a rocking chair on a trail of terror. The picture above with wrinkles, lightened eyebrows, and crazy grayed and teased hair pretty much shows how I feel today. The difference is, I was having fun when that picture was taken Friday. 

Grooves come and go. I'll get my groove back soon, but for now, my mantra along with a hashtag is #diabetessucks.