OldBuzzard
New Member
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 2
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Hi to you all,
I've been browsing here for a while now, anonymously to save logging in, but finally I've decided it's time to join in.
Back in March I was feeling rough - really rough, but I didnt know just how bad I was. Finally however, my GP called me in. My last blood test had thrown up something that needed her immediate attention, so she'd sent for me.
Now, I'd been spending my evenings browsing, writing and reading and with my spare hand I was steadily shovelling jelly babies into my ever-eager mouth. And so, as my GP put it plainly - I was feeling so bad because my blood sugar was far too high - so much so that she'd booked me into the local hospital that day. Either that or my days were numbered...
And there they told me that my blood sugar registered at least 550 - as high as their devices could go - so, as they gleefully told me, my blood was 59% sugar!
I was immediately hooked onto an insulin drip and a week later I was released, now reformed and feeling a lot better - and under the care of the local Diabetic Nurse.
So since then I've avoided jelly babies (and other sugary pleasures) and been so good that my normal daily blood sugar readings are usually around 5-6 - too low in fact, for my nurse. So she's just lowered my insulin again.
Naturally I also feel a lot better and am even losing weight slowly.
But does it all matter? I'm 80 next week; I have a bad case of sciatica; I have COPD; I have recurrent prostate cancer (in my shoulder, if that's not an absurdity); I have a hernia and my aortic valve needs replacing again, as well.
So how many more years I have left is anyone's guess - but perhaps, in my 'new' healthier state, I'd like to enjoy them.
So hopefully I'm doing all the right things now, so I'm perhaps good for a few more miles, even if not for long journeys.
So - to me. I'm Chris and I live with my wife (Angie) and 4 cats and 13 tortoises. I'm 'trying' to get our garden under control, if only to attract more wildlife. We already have foxes, a badger, hedgehogs and many mice visiting or resident - my 'other' family.
We live out in the outer suburbs of Taunton - a peaceful and pleasant place. Our daughter visits weekly but apart from her (and assorted delivery men) our life is quiet and perhaps lonely. Thank heavens for the internet.
Right - I've written far too much - but now you know me. I look forward to getting to know some of you too.
Bye.
Oh - just a thought - my HbA1c is 33.88 based on my readings since the end of May.
I've been browsing here for a while now, anonymously to save logging in, but finally I've decided it's time to join in.
Back in March I was feeling rough - really rough, but I didnt know just how bad I was. Finally however, my GP called me in. My last blood test had thrown up something that needed her immediate attention, so she'd sent for me.
Now, I'd been spending my evenings browsing, writing and reading and with my spare hand I was steadily shovelling jelly babies into my ever-eager mouth. And so, as my GP put it plainly - I was feeling so bad because my blood sugar was far too high - so much so that she'd booked me into the local hospital that day. Either that or my days were numbered...
And there they told me that my blood sugar registered at least 550 - as high as their devices could go - so, as they gleefully told me, my blood was 59% sugar!
I was immediately hooked onto an insulin drip and a week later I was released, now reformed and feeling a lot better - and under the care of the local Diabetic Nurse.
So since then I've avoided jelly babies (and other sugary pleasures) and been so good that my normal daily blood sugar readings are usually around 5-6 - too low in fact, for my nurse. So she's just lowered my insulin again.
Naturally I also feel a lot better and am even losing weight slowly.
But does it all matter? I'm 80 next week; I have a bad case of sciatica; I have COPD; I have recurrent prostate cancer (in my shoulder, if that's not an absurdity); I have a hernia and my aortic valve needs replacing again, as well.
So how many more years I have left is anyone's guess - but perhaps, in my 'new' healthier state, I'd like to enjoy them.
So hopefully I'm doing all the right things now, so I'm perhaps good for a few more miles, even if not for long journeys.
So - to me. I'm Chris and I live with my wife (Angie) and 4 cats and 13 tortoises. I'm 'trying' to get our garden under control, if only to attract more wildlife. We already have foxes, a badger, hedgehogs and many mice visiting or resident - my 'other' family.
We live out in the outer suburbs of Taunton - a peaceful and pleasant place. Our daughter visits weekly but apart from her (and assorted delivery men) our life is quiet and perhaps lonely. Thank heavens for the internet.
Right - I've written far too much - but now you know me. I look forward to getting to know some of you too.
Bye.
Oh - just a thought - my HbA1c is 33.88 based on my readings since the end of May.