So, I had a doctor’s appointment today — this is the one I had to run around and get all this blood work done for and reschedule 3 times and I finally went in and it’s like nothing mattered except for my last 3 days of numbers… incredibly deflating. And now she (the doctor) wants me to go onto a continuous glucose monitor (CGM)… it makes sense, I get it from a logical standpoint — from 421 to 71 (mg/dL) in less than two hours is no joke, but I am still having a hard time with accepting that there will be something attached to me (ick). Something attached to me all the time… it’s just a weird concept… I’m not sure why I find it so much weirder than wearing the same necklace or earrings everyday, which I do all the time, but for some reason it feels like it will be different. This will be something that I will depend on… okay, that part is getting easier, because there is no way I’m ever going to be able to be an island, fully self-reliant, as I always dreamed… it’s time for reality… I will always be dependent upon insulin, and testing, and by proxy, other people, whether they are doctors, friends, or support. At least the CGM she’s recommending doesn’t have any wires… it will sort of be just like having another phone… one that tells me the pattern of my blood sugar, that will be helpful. It’s still weird though… I reached out to my sister for some support as I was leaving the doctor’s office… and this is what she said…

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I love my sister. Here’s to finding a CGM that can also make me fly… haha