It was such a lovely day I thought it a pity to get up. – W. Somerset Maugham
I’ve been having wonky blood sugars lately. Well, the past few months. Part of it is inconsistent eating. Part of it is that I’ve gained weight. Oh yippee. Whatever, I spike at around noon and don’t come down for a couple hours and then I’m too tired to move. Depression is playing a role in this, too. I am having trouble leaving the house. I haven’t written about it since I feel like it’s weird. It’s hard to even go outside to fill the bird feeders, no less get in the car and drive. I do it, but with the blood sugars, it’s next to impossible to get to rehab. Rehab might help with the weight and blood sugars. But I can’t drive that far when I’m high and by the time my blood sugar comes down I’m as tired as death.
I’m supposed to see the endo on Monday and perhaps he’ll have some ideas. Last time, our plan was for me to lose a little weight and see what happened. That plan didn’t happen.