Health bullshit...bleh
The past few weeks have seen me not do a whole lot, including staying up on keeping the kitchen completely cleaned up. I can pinpoint when I stagnated too: the day the doctor told me that I'm starting into liver failure.
Such is life.
But I know that I'll start getting back into the swing of things soon enough. Especially now that I'm back on my proper med regime.
I have another doctor's appointment coming up next week, so we'll find out what the status of my most recent blood tests. I had the tests done on Monday, and I was supposed to call my doctor's office to make another appointment but I kept forgetting...go me. But the secretary called me yesterday morning to set up an appointment for next Wednesday. I usually associate this sort of thing with the news not being good. But at the same time I know that if my results were completely bad that I wouldn't be waiting a week to speak to the doctor. Yet, I still worry.
I realized that even if my doctor does decide to put me onto insulin that I can't afford it. I don't have medical coverage and I don't think I'm eligible for the province's drug plan due to having made too much in the previous year. Go figure. I suppose I'll have to figure out something. Or hope that I can get things under control by taking my meds consistently and properly.
When it comes to food, I've come to the realization that in order to avoid sugar and carbs that my diet would have to get very bland and boring. This is because I have bad reactions to most artificial sweeteners. Migraines, irritable bowel syndrome attacks, nausea, bloating, gas, and more. And artificial sweeteners are found in so many things that are marketed as being good for diabetics. Instead, I try to limit how much I actually eat. Smaller portions. No seconds. Filling up with water instead of food. Less snacking. Avoiding large amounts of sugar and/or carbs. Eating lean cuts of meat. Not eating a lot of red meat. Not eating as much pre-packaged foods. You get the idea.
Since I started back on a regular med schedule I find that my appetite has gone down the drain. Probably due to fear. But that it one of my usual responses to this sort of pressure - I stop eating. And I'm really good at convincing myself that I'm not hungry, even as my stomach growls loudly. Not hard to tell that I've struggled with an eating disorder over the years, is it? Meh.
I should maybe go wash the dishes sitting in the sink...maybe. Bleh.
Such is life.
But I know that I'll start getting back into the swing of things soon enough. Especially now that I'm back on my proper med regime.
I have another doctor's appointment coming up next week, so we'll find out what the status of my most recent blood tests. I had the tests done on Monday, and I was supposed to call my doctor's office to make another appointment but I kept forgetting...go me. But the secretary called me yesterday morning to set up an appointment for next Wednesday. I usually associate this sort of thing with the news not being good. But at the same time I know that if my results were completely bad that I wouldn't be waiting a week to speak to the doctor. Yet, I still worry.
I realized that even if my doctor does decide to put me onto insulin that I can't afford it. I don't have medical coverage and I don't think I'm eligible for the province's drug plan due to having made too much in the previous year. Go figure. I suppose I'll have to figure out something. Or hope that I can get things under control by taking my meds consistently and properly.
When it comes to food, I've come to the realization that in order to avoid sugar and carbs that my diet would have to get very bland and boring. This is because I have bad reactions to most artificial sweeteners. Migraines, irritable bowel syndrome attacks, nausea, bloating, gas, and more. And artificial sweeteners are found in so many things that are marketed as being good for diabetics. Instead, I try to limit how much I actually eat. Smaller portions. No seconds. Filling up with water instead of food. Less snacking. Avoiding large amounts of sugar and/or carbs. Eating lean cuts of meat. Not eating a lot of red meat. Not eating as much pre-packaged foods. You get the idea.
Since I started back on a regular med schedule I find that my appetite has gone down the drain. Probably due to fear. But that it one of my usual responses to this sort of pressure - I stop eating. And I'm really good at convincing myself that I'm not hungry, even as my stomach growls loudly. Not hard to tell that I've struggled with an eating disorder over the years, is it? Meh.
I should maybe go wash the dishes sitting in the sink...maybe. Bleh.
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