So far, so good.
Working on my diet was not bad on the first day. But then it never is the first day.
Dr. Lampugnale asked about a lot of symptoms that I didn’t have, and seemed surprised that I didn’t, things like blurred vision, fatigue, problems healing. Even the frequent urination and increased fluid consumption that drove me to get checked out seem to have abated. On the other hand my blood pressure is too high, and the blood tests don’t lie. I know that I’m still hoping to find a mis-diagnosis, that in a week or two my blood sugar will be in normal range and the doctor will say “Oh, it turn out your problem was only X” (for some value of X much less than diabetes.)
It’s not realistic; I’m sure it’s a false hope. But no point denying that I still am hoping.
Meanwhile, I’m aiming for a target blood sugar level of 120. (I think the units are milligrams per deciliter, but don’t quote me.) On Tuesday, for my initial appointment, it was way up at 340. Friday morning at the doctor’s office it was 270. That’s a long way to go, and I’m on a daily pill to help reduce that. I need to watch out for low blood-sugar reactions now, though. I’m afraid that at some point the thought of some sweet or another will drive me to drop my blood sugar below a healthy level in order to justify eating it.
Blood sugar: Friday pm: 262, Saturday am: 245.