• A Lecture for the Doctor

    When I went to see my doctor Monday morning for a routine checkup, I went with the expectation that I would be receiving a lecture about my blood glucose numbers being higher than she would like and about my A1c rising to 7.4.  I had intentionally called for the result last week just so I would know what to expect from the doctor when I saw her.  Paranoid much?  No, I just know my doctor.  And my expectations of receiving a lecture would have been met had I not prepared one of my own.  And it went something like this: “I been battling with type 2 diabetes and congestive heart failure for nearly three years, all the while trying to…

  • Ready to Spread My New Wings

    After I was diagnosed with congestive heart failure at the end of December 2008, I spent a good deal of time researching the condition, treatment options, and the various limitations that the condition would place on my activities.  One such limitation that I came across was air travel. I read countless articles, studies, etc… that indicated that patients with CHF should, in general, avoid air travel because of potential problems and the additional stresses the body endures during high altitude flights.  And those who did travel by air, needed to meet certain parameters, like being able to walk certain distances and climb stairs without getting winded, and have doctor approval, etc… before doing so. At the time, my heart was…

  • As I Expected

    So here we are, one week after my visit with my primary care doctor, and I’m just now getting around to writing about how it went.  Better late than never, or some bovine fecal matter like that. This was a follow up appointment, and I was to receive the results of my latest A1C.  And I went into it expecting to hear bad news.  And, as I expected, that’s what I got. The result was 7.1 this time around.  And despite how prepared I thought I was for hearing that my A1c was back above 7.0, it still came as a shock.  Considering where I started out at two years ago though, at 9.6, that 7.1 is still looking pretty…

  • The A1C Waiting Game

    Well, it’s almost time for another round of routine doctor visits.  I see both my PCP and my cardiologist next week and, as usual, preparations for those appointments include a visit to the lab for blood work.  I made that visit this morning. Approximately 20 minutes of my times, one sharp needle, and a few vials of blood later, and the waiting game begins. You know what I’m talking about.  The little, not-so-fun game we play while waiting for the doctor visit to get the test results.  The game where we sit around and dread what the results will be; where we kick ourselves for the bad numbers we’ve had. And where we fear the admonishment that may come from…

  • The results are in

    Well, this post is definitely more than a day late, but better late than never.  Here goes. I went to the doctor  last Thursday to get the results of all the lab work that was done last month.   You know, the lab work that I had a hell of a time fasting for.   Anyway, the results of those tests were a mix of good and bad. My A1C, which had been 6.0 the last couple of times it was check, was up to 6.4.  Not a bad number in the grand scheme of things, but certainly not the third 6.0 in a row that I was going for.  In reviewing blood glucose logs I gave her, the doctor…