August 26, 2016, Friday
The goal of this Type 2 Diabetic has been to GET OFF THE MEDICATION!!! Yes, I AM screaming — at myself. My frustration level when my doctor increased the dosage of Metformin to three a day, was overwhelming. I did this to myself kept popping through my head, and it was true! I had been playing games — how much can one piece of cake hurt? The answer is…PLENTY!
FINALLY, I’ve been making progress. It is due in part to my “dental dilemma” — hard to gain wait, if you can’t chew. The problem is that during that time period, I realized that cake’s easy to chew. 🙂
Bottom line is that I was determined to get my act together. I worked on eating healthy foods, portion control (MOST important), and exercise. Don’t get excited. In my world, exercise does NOT include going a gym. Get a grip. No, there will be no sweating, weeping, and gnashing of teeth. NO, no, no — I walk. That’s it — just walk. But, guess what? It works! Try it. Take your blood sugar prior to walking and then again when you return. It’s pretty amazing. It’s been brutally hot here in the
northeast, which gave me a great excuse to stop hoofing it. However, I let my conscience be my guide and got back on track. I’m not a 5-days a week yet, but I’m building my way back up. Truth is, I live near a mall which is air conditioned. It’s a perfect place to walk in the difficult weather of both winter and summer — so there is NO excuse.
When I’m truly determined to do something, I can move mountains — and believe me, I was determined. Here’s what happened: I went to my doctor last week who was ecstatic. Why? My A1C was 5.8!!!! I practically jumped off the table, I was so excited. She shared my joy. She asked how I did it, and I told her. (Not wanting to take all the credit for my disciplined behavior, I explained the effect my dental dilemma had on my appetite.) She was thrilled. I explained that I had lowered the dosage of Metformin from 3/day to two, because the three, along with what I was doing, was too much and I wasn’t feeling well. For the most part, I was taking just two. She told me to continue consistently with two and, if that became too much (I’d know it), decrease it to one. In three months we’ll see where I am and what the next step will be. Here were her words, and they were MUSIC TO MY EARS — “At this moment, you are in a non-diabetic state.” Did she say non-diabetic? YES, she did!
Of course, that doesn’t mean I’m not a diabetic — it simply means that the blood work indicated those results at that moment. What did this do for me? It made me even more MOTIVATED! Now I’m really on a roll. The thought that there’s a real possibility that I may be able to get off the medication, brings tears to my eyes. I have been working hard to hear those words, but I’ll be working even harder now.
Wish me luck!