So, back from diabetic consultation....
May. 31st, 2016 08:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Back from diabetic appointment. They weighed me (twelve stone two in indoor clothes and shoes - rdead centre of the healthy weight for my height), saw that three-month blood sugar reading was bang in the middle of healthy normality ( 48 is diagnostic level, at the beginning of the year it was 42, and today it was 45. And now a third Consultant confirmed that my eyes went off a cliff this year because of getting that too well too quickly - though I was able to read the control-test Buffy book in my pocket while waiting, which I couldn't do three weeks ago) and remained a littl confused about how long the diabetes had been there. Given the options of a couple of decades according to my eyes versus a year or so according to my liver, they split the difference and opted to fill in some forms with "eight to ten years" because they had put something, but admitted basically "we just can't fucking tell with you" (not in those exact words, but...)
I repeated that unusual runs in the family.
Anyway, so they decided that they they reckon I've got it firmly nailed with diet and exercise (to some surprise and impressedness) so have this plan: Halve my insulin dosage for a week, because they're very very convinced I no longer need it, then talk to them next Wednesday, and if mytesting averages haven't shot up (which they say they'd be exceptionally surprised if they did), they'll then stop it entirely for a week. If all goes well and my averages still stay level, they'll sign me off as controlling it rock steady with diet and exercise (which means I'll lose my prescription charge exemption when it expires in 2020, but I feel guilty having one anyway), and if the numbers do anything a little weird they'll prescribe tablets rather than insulin.
So, there we go... Touch wood, all being well, they reckon I won't need actual treatment for the diabetes after another week or so. Though obviously I will still be getting lots of eye surgeries and injections, and they'll still want to shove a camera down me every few months.
I repeated that unusual runs in the family.
Anyway, so they decided that they they reckon I've got it firmly nailed with diet and exercise (to some surprise and impressedness) so have this plan: Halve my insulin dosage for a week, because they're very very convinced I no longer need it, then talk to them next Wednesday, and if mytesting averages haven't shot up (which they say they'd be exceptionally surprised if they did), they'll then stop it entirely for a week. If all goes well and my averages still stay level, they'll sign me off as controlling it rock steady with diet and exercise (which means I'll lose my prescription charge exemption when it expires in 2020, but I feel guilty having one anyway), and if the numbers do anything a little weird they'll prescribe tablets rather than insulin.
So, there we go... Touch wood, all being well, they reckon I won't need actual treatment for the diabetes after another week or so. Though obviously I will still be getting lots of eye surgeries and injections, and they'll still want to shove a camera down me every few months.