Gwynn
Well-Known Member
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 2
Estate? Hardly Windsor Park. A modest lot of paddocks, trees, garden, incidental animals and a lot of work. Sometimes I dream of a penthouse in London but can't work out how to get the GGs the lift....Morning all - a blue sky but plenty of large clouds with dark under-bellies blowing fast across the sky. Forecast consistent sun after 11 am.
7.7 first thing with a pretty straight line overnight (though it was 9.2 at bedtime and I didn't correct as I was pretty sure it would drop).
Congratulations @rebrascora on your HS.
@goodybags pleased to hear you have finally moved.
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@Eternal422 don't be too hard on yourself, you are T1 and anything in the 5s is much harder to achieve than it seems to be for T2s.
@TinaD I love hearing about life on your estate.... always something new every day!
Nothing much on for me today except sorting out a prescription request to last me to end of June and a bit of housework. Oh and trying to get to talk to the GP about what the implications of this "corkscrew aesophagus" are. My forearms are black and blue between elbows and wrists from two attempts to get a cannula into a vein.... and I let that woman put a tube down my throat! Argh!
Have a mellow Monday all.
Oh dear she had been doing so well, do you know what triggered it this time. Lets hope tomorrow will be better.Sadly, this evening has gone from lovely to monstrous.
Wife is demanding cameras again (to capture the intuders) and has accused me of some pretty horrible stuff which is completely untrue (as always). Her paranoia is in full swing.
I hate her disease. Life could be so good, so easy, so much fun, but her disease has wrecked everything over the years and I am tired of it.
Sorry for the rant.
Oh, man, she is now wailing in the bedroom. Normal routine for her. She gets upset/worried about something, goes into frightened/angry mode, repeatedly accuses me of stuff (all of which is nonsense), retreats to the bedroom, spends several hours crying, sleeps the rest of the night, wakes next morning as if nothing has happened (except my nerves are wrecked, my peace is wrecked, my life is wrecked...again). Diabetes is a cinch compared with living with someone with paranoid schizophrenia.