Doctor's Appointment

Yesterday morning, the phone rang. My doctor wanted to see me because of my A1c results. I was not terribly surprised.

Cue jonbaker to go into panic mode. He, like me, has memories of a mother being put in the hospital to adjust her to insulin (do they even do this anymore?) He wanted me to make the appointment for yesterday, but I decided that today would be better. I'd've picked Friday, but I have to go to the dentist tomorrow.

So I missed the cooking part of fish day. :)

In short - my A1c was 7.5, which is in the diabetic range, and higher than the 6.9 than it was 18 months ago, but not insanely high at all. My bp is good and I didn't gain weight. I'm not doing badly, but I could do *better*. (Oh, and my bone density is good.) So, I'm to double my dosage of metformin (instead of 500 mg twice a day, I'm to have 1000 mg. I'm fine with this - my stomach handles this med fine, and also I think I doubled it accidentally yesterday and my blood glucose level was really good.) I'm also to tighten up with the food *and* eat more meat.

Oh, darn. Darn, darn, darn.

Aggh

I am CHOKING on the sizism on Hell's Kitchen.

On the other hand, I'm watching him being so angry he's red in the face - angry,frustrated and outraged. And not a curse out of him. A woman who can't cook to his standards is running a cooking school, and that's beyond him.

Knives and Fire XX (Week 5)

( Fish Day )