Good News/Bad News
Saturday, August 17, 2013
The good news is that I'm losing weight. Not a lot, but it's always been an uphill struggle. My body hangs on to its fat like there's going to be a famine tomorrow. If there ever is a famine, I'm going to be one of the last survivors.
In fact, when I saw the practice nurse on Wednesday, she remarked on the difference, and when she weighed me discovered I'd lost 6 kilos since Easter. A stone. Fourteen pounds, more or less.
But there's bad news. The reason my weight is dropping is that my blood sugar is out of control. Until now my Type 2 diabetes has been controlled quite nicely by medication for insulin resistance. But the last two blood tests have shown a sharp upswing in the three-month average. I haven't changed my lifestyle in that time.
This in fact could be the reason I took a month to get over that sore throat recently - uncontrolled blood sugar affects your immune system. She asked about other symptoms, tiredness and the like. I've never been an energetic person, more of a curl up with a good book sort of person, so that's a difficult one. On the other hand, since she said it I've been feeling that I'm always tired. Could just be my imagination, who can tell?
So, what to do. In the first place they've increased my medication to the maximum, to see if it's just a hike in insulin resistance. If that doesn't work, and I have a suspicion it won't, it will mean more and different medication. I hate the thought of yet more pills every day, but what can you do? I hate even more the idea of losing my sight, or my legs.
But one last thought from the mistress of positive thinking. I'm having to control my carbs even more carefully, and I think I may have got through to Richard that being fair isn't being kind in the distribution of food, given that he's 6' tall and I'm 5' tall. I expect to see more weight loss over the next three months, as long as I don't start putting it back on when they sort out the medication finally.