I'm going to apologize first for this being long. Im frustrated and really have no where else to go with it.
My blood sugars are still going up. Lows are more frequent and yo yo effect of going from one extreme to the to other has me frustrated and feeling like crap most days. My PCP was not available, so I made an appt with the PA in the office of the endo dr that Im supposed to see in November.
I explained to him how frustrated that I was that I couldn't get even a quasi normal day. And that while perfect numbers would be great, I understood that likely wasnt going to happen because of life ( full time job full time school special needs son etc...) I told him that not having even quasi normal is causing stress of its own and that I just couldnt handle it.
He was estatic that my A1C was 6.4; even said it was on the low side for a diabetic and that I should aim for 7. Said it was so good that I could go to testing once a day??
Thats where the 2nd part of the frustration comes in. It makes no sense to me whatsoever. Im sitting there thinking if they arent stable and Im frequently getting lows, it makes more sense to test to know where I am.
While I sensed that he was trying to listen, I got the feeling that he was listening to me but not hearing me. His suggestion was to cut the glyburide in half and to readd the metformin at the dose that I knew I could handle. (cant go over 1000 mg a day) He also said that I should be concerned unless my bs was over 250 ??!! Complete exact opposite of what I had previously been told. And that is where I lost it. The thought of adding yet another one back and having to go through the temporary GI symptoms all over again just drove me over the edge and I lost it. First time I cried since getting diagnosed.
He did the standard patting on the shoulder and handing me tissues. I was so angry at myself for crying and frustrated with him for not hearing what I was saying that I didnt even mention how irritable that I had been getting or that I wanted to discuss a continous glucose monitor.
So I went home and kept on crying. Even went on what I call a rebel run. Didnt test for the rest of the day didnt eat lunch and the only picked at dinner. I even had a bag of skittles (that's my chocolate
)
I got up this morning, didnt test and didnt go to work. The adult in me finally won and I decided to call the office back and ask for another appt. This time Im going to go in with things written down and my reasoning behind them. Anf if I still don't think he is hearing me then I'll make the move to find someone who will.
Thanks for letting me vent. I dont have anyone here that understands this stuff and it helps to know that you guys do.
My blood sugars are still going up. Lows are more frequent and yo yo effect of going from one extreme to the to other has me frustrated and feeling like crap most days. My PCP was not available, so I made an appt with the PA in the office of the endo dr that Im supposed to see in November.
I explained to him how frustrated that I was that I couldn't get even a quasi normal day. And that while perfect numbers would be great, I understood that likely wasnt going to happen because of life ( full time job full time school special needs son etc...) I told him that not having even quasi normal is causing stress of its own and that I just couldnt handle it.
He was estatic that my A1C was 6.4; even said it was on the low side for a diabetic and that I should aim for 7. Said it was so good that I could go to testing once a day??
Thats where the 2nd part of the frustration comes in. It makes no sense to me whatsoever. Im sitting there thinking if they arent stable and Im frequently getting lows, it makes more sense to test to know where I am.
While I sensed that he was trying to listen, I got the feeling that he was listening to me but not hearing me. His suggestion was to cut the glyburide in half and to readd the metformin at the dose that I knew I could handle. (cant go over 1000 mg a day) He also said that I should be concerned unless my bs was over 250 ??!! Complete exact opposite of what I had previously been told. And that is where I lost it. The thought of adding yet another one back and having to go through the temporary GI symptoms all over again just drove me over the edge and I lost it. First time I cried since getting diagnosed.
He did the standard patting on the shoulder and handing me tissues. I was so angry at myself for crying and frustrated with him for not hearing what I was saying that I didnt even mention how irritable that I had been getting or that I wanted to discuss a continous glucose monitor.
So I went home and kept on crying. Even went on what I call a rebel run. Didnt test for the rest of the day didnt eat lunch and the only picked at dinner. I even had a bag of skittles (that's my chocolate
I got up this morning, didnt test and didnt go to work. The adult in me finally won and I decided to call the office back and ask for another appt. This time Im going to go in with things written down and my reasoning behind them. Anf if I still don't think he is hearing me then I'll make the move to find someone who will.
Thanks for letting me vent. I dont have anyone here that understands this stuff and it helps to know that you guys do.