Accountability

I had an appointment with a dietitian today. After almost 20 years with this disease, I've gotta say it wasn't too helpful (too basic!), but at least I went with an open mind, ready to learn. My "take-away" lesson/reminder is the importance of writing everything down, which is similar to Weight Watchers, as well, so I am logging everything I eat and drink, every activity/exercise and each bloodsugar (and the WW points) for two weeks and emailing my dietitian with the results each week. I am grateful to have the support and to be held accountable. I need that kind of strict regimen right now to get my ratios and bloodsugars stable.

It made me sad to see the children's play area in the Diabetes Clinic waiting area. It may be that it is for kids whose parents have appointments, but I couldn't help thinking of all the children afflicted with diabetes who fill up so many waiting rooms for their own appointments. I remember being a little kid and dreading my doctor appointments and all the fear along with pokes and prods. I used to often fill my logbooks in right before the appointment and sometimes fudge numbers so I wouldn't get in trouble. 180 was my favorite number to fudge--not too good, not too bad.

I valet parked my car at the clinic only to find out I had a flat tire. The kind folks at the hospital tried to change it for me, but it has been so cold out lately that my tire was, quite literally, frozen on. It refused to budge. I think the failure to change my tire threatened the very core of their manhood because they made me wait 45 minutes before finally giving in, and then gave me a long litany of excuses and experiences--pure bravado. Luckily, my mom's boyfriend lives nearby and was available to help me pump my tire up before leaving the parking structure. I'm ready for a thaw. The cold is so inhibiting, making it hard to motivate myself to go out once I'm tucked in safely at home. I haven't been to the gym yet, but have plans to go tomorrow. The key for me is to do it once I'm out and about, and not venture home first. Once I'm home, I'm home, no matter how close the gym is. I recognize the need to set myself up for success, and going to the gym before going home will be imperative.

Lastly, thank you for continuing to read my blog and offering your support. Despite my lack of comments on blogs lately, I am here and doing well. I don't have internet access in my apartment yet, so my online presence has been spotty as of late. I'll be back in the swing of things soon, though. I've got my secret sussy package all set and ready to send out tomorrow. Hooray!