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Episode 118. In which I play a blinder.

Posted in diabetes, general health on September 6, 2010 by diabetses

I had my annual diabetic hospital check-up today, which I always dread. I have to have blood taken a couple of weeks in advance so that when I show up they’ve got all their ammunition at the ready, and I always think they’re going to tell me I’m doing it wrong. Diabetes, I mean.

A few months ago I had an eye test, another annual thing, for diabetic retinopathy. If you’re diabetic then sooner or later your eyes are going to start to go, I think it’s something to do with the blood vessels in your retina weakening, you get little haemorrhages and over a period of time new blood vessels form and scar tissue builds up and your eyesight starts to deteriorate.  Anyway, it starts showing up after you’ve had diabetes for 4 or 5 years apparently, so when I had my last appointment and they saw a couple of little haemorrhages I freaked out, until it was explained to me that it’s not something that’s avoidable. Although you can make it worse by not keeping your blood sugar and blood pressure under control and smoking and things, you can’t really stop it happening at all. It seems that there’s not much to worry about, though, if it’s noticed early and you do all you can to lessen it.

That is to say, there’s not much to worry about as long as the effects, when they start to show, aren’t in this one specific area of your retina.

So guess where I went and got my stupid little haemorrhages.

After my checkup I got a letter I didn’t really understand, something about the hospital, and something about early signs of retinopathy.  The guy that took the retina pictures had showed them to me as soon as they uploaded to his laptop, so I knew this, and thought “well that’s shitty” but thought nothing more of it.

When I went to my check-up today (everything’s great, thanks for asking) the doctor asked how the eye appointment had gone. After a little to-ing and fro-ing it turned out that I’ve been referred to the Eye Hospital. For some reason the hospital keeps using my old address – they have our new address but it’s as if they got a load of labels printed up before we moved and they want to use them all up. The Eye Hospital has been sending me letters and I’ve been missing appointments, and I never even knew there was anything for me to be worrying about.

Luckily the Eye Hospital is two doors down from the Diabetes Clinic so I popped in and asked when I was expected, so I now know I’m to turn up at the end of the month for whatever happens next.

I’ve done a little research and it seems that some of these effects can be fixed by laser treatment, which feels weird. I’ve got almost perfect vision so it’s never crossed my mind that I’d ever get laser eye treatment, and the idea freaks me out. All the way out.

And there we go. I didn’t do anything to bring this on, I didn’t even get the usual lecture on how I’d need to plan in advance when (ahem) I want to get pregnant because everything’s so under control already. It seems to be sheer bad luck that the teeny tiny little symptoms happened to turn up right in the bit of my eye that decides whether or not I can see things at all.

I hope that when I start seriously losing my sight, if that should happen before I’m at an age to be expecting it anyway, I’m able to handle it like I handled the diabetes diagnosis in the first place. I’d hate to ruin it all by turning into a whiny scared little twat.

So that was my day.


Diabetic moment of the day

Have you been paying attention? Seriously though, that was it, my diabetic moment was more like a diabetic hour and a half.  Sooner or later it’ll turn into the diabetic rest of my life. But hey, I’m awesome at this diabetes lark.



Episode 115. In which I cough so hard I sprain my appendix.

Posted in general health with tags , , , on December 10, 2009 by diabetses

I’m not well, and I’m going to whine about it.  This is my blog, and therefore the perfect place to do so.
OK, I’ve already whined about it all over the internet, and I actually did cough through Top Gear, but I don’t care, I stumbled across the perfect blog post title and so here we go.  You heard it here last.

Last Monday I got a tickly throat and then spent half an hour sitting on the platform at Haywards Heath freezing the very marrow in my bones cos someone claimed there was a dog on the track.  I don’t get proper colds very often, though, and I’ve only ever had flu once and I’ve had both seasonal and flu jabs so I really thought if I just got indoors and warmed up, had a good dinner and got a good night’s sleep I’d be fine.

However, I woke up on Tuesday feeling like I had slept on a park bench.  I hurt, my head was full of cold, I couldn’t think straight, so I stayed home from work, wrapped up warm and only went out to go to Boots for drugs and Co-op for lots and lots of soup and juice.

I felt a lot better on Wednesday but by Friday was really worn out and stayed home again, which was lucky because on Friday my head cold turned into a nasty cough.

Now it’s Wednesday night (technically Thursday morning) and as it turns out the nasty cough is a chest infection, and having found decreased breath sounds in my left lung, a lovely doctor at the private clinic that my employer has a contract with has given me antibiotics.

Which is all well and good, but as well as the cough, there is also the fact that I am *knackered*.

For almost a week now I’ve been sleeping in ten-minute bouts between waking myself up coughing.  Roughly every 45 minutes I have a full-on hardcore coughing fit that wakes me up fully and has me sitting up, drinking water, catching my breath.


The reason I’m still awake right now is because I’m trying to wear myself out, in the hope that maybe I’ll sleep through some of the lesser throat tickles, or maybe the sleep I get in between will be of a better quality.

Whatever, I can’t get much more tired, it’s worth a risk.

Diabetic moment of the day

I’m taking insulin like it’s going out of fashion, did you know that the active ingredients in some cough mixtures are basically just sugar?  I imagine it’s meant to coat your throat with syrupy goo to douse any tickles that might cause discomfort.  In fact it just tastes relatively pleasant and then it goes away.


Episode 108. In which I get jetlagged without going anywhere.

Posted in general health with tags , , , , , , on March 30, 2009 by diabetses

The clocks changed on Saturday night/Sunday morning.  Society is now trying to convince me that it’s half past eight, when in fact it’s half past seven.  We sprung forward, that’s what we did.

For some reason, I have not taken to this well At All.  I have a splitting headache, and my brain is just mashed, I am out of my gourd right now, not thinking straight, or even wobbly, not even zigzag, my thought patterns are just everywhere.

A few years ago I went to New York on holiday.  The jetlag hit me very hard, I did not take to it well, I was wrecked for about 20 hours of every day I was away.  I think I’m a bit vulnerable to time changes.  It’s never hit me this hard before, but My Man’s had a horrible cold and felt rough all week, so I think I might have a wee touch of that, not enough to actually make me ill, just enough to bitchslap me upside the head so I lose my place in the space-time continuum.

I hope you all sprang forward with a little more grace than I did.

Diabetic moment of the day

I don’t have time for diabetes today.  I need to go to bed.

Episode 104. In which is it bedtime yet?

Posted in general health, home with tags , , , , , , , on March 25, 2009 by diabetses

Sometimes a girl just needs an early night, you know?

The thing is, I am sleepy and yawning and drifting and dozing, and if I don’t go to bed now then what will happen is that I will become very giggly and idiotic and say even more stupid things than usual, and then when My Man goes to bed I will stay up and watch Grey’s Anatomy or some such bullshit.

Bullshit, I might add, that I do watch regularly, but usually watch on a Sunday afternoon when My Man’s at the pub.  I’m not dissing the Anatomy, especially not since Denny came back, I’m just saying, it’s nonsense and I really shouldn’t be staying up til midnight watching it.  Especially not when I’m having a hard time staying awake at 9am.

So the plan is I am going to eat my banana and go to bed.

Banana’s not a bad craving to have at suppertime, I’m quite proud of that.

Diabetic moment of the day

None.  I did have a lovely lovely lunch today.  Macaroni cheese at a pub really close to where I work, that I’d never even considered going into before.  Finding good macaroni cheese is excellent.  It has inspired me to put more mustard powder in my own cheese sauce.  Damn it was good.

Episode 96. In which it hurts.

Posted in general health, inanimate objects, Internet with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 17, 2009 by diabetses

Two things.

Firstly, I did blog yesterday, I wrote a great blog about dragons, but for some reason it didn’t publish, it just saved as a draft, so I have published it now.  This is not my fault, stupid computers.

Secondly, my head hurts, I have an agonising, squeezing, squinting headache, so I am going to go to bed now.  Enjoy the dragons.

Diabetic moment of the day

Still no word from the nurse, I think she hates me.  Also, I just found out from a friend that the iPhone OS 3.0 will have some kind of widget to record blood sugar readings, and will have some kind of carb counter widget too.  I would very much like to have access to this, so please buy me an iPhone with the OS 3.0.  Thank you.

Episode 93. In which I sleep a lot.

Posted in diabetes, general health with tags , , , , , , , , , , on March 15, 2009 by diabetses

OK, I failed to blog again yesterday, but cheer up, this means you get two episodes today.  Although this first one’s crap.  Catch-up blogs are always crap.  Sorry.

I slept yesterday.  In the afternoon, I had a nap.  A three-hour nap.  Now, I’ve had whole nights where I got less sleep than that, and since I don’t tend to nap anyway, that was a pretty huge sleep.  I’m putting it down to the cold, which is being a bit weird.  I’m feeling absolutely fine some of the time (well, coldy but fine in myself), and then I’ll suddenly feel like I’ve inhaled some kind of nerve gas.  There was a worry yesterday that I had become allergic to Becks.  But don’t worry, I drank the rest of the bottle and I’m fine now.

Anyway, I’m always behind on my sleep so I’m not complaining, but me sleeping for long periods of time during the day is unusual.

Not like when I was at university.  When I was at university, I once took seven naps in one day.  That was quite a hungover day, that was.  Oh yes.

Diabetic moment of the day

I just can’t get my sugars straight.  I’ve heard that when you’re ill your sugars can go a bit haywire but I’ve not experienced it before.  I’ve been ill since I got the diabetes, worse than I am now by far, but my sugars never went so mental.  Every time I check my blood right now it’s a couple of points higher than it should be, but when I take insulin it’s throwing it back too low and I’m getting hypos.  It’s very frustrating.  But I’m trying.

Episode 92. In which I watch a TV movie.

Posted in general health, home, TV with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 13, 2009 by diabetses

I was channelhopping, basically I fell asleep on the sofa watching something we’d recorded on V+, so I had to find something to watch.  While I was working through the TV guide I became aware that in the tiny little box in the corner, Charisma Carpenter was sitting talking to Holly Marie Combs.  Being a huge fan of ridiculous TV I was immediately drawn to Cordelia Chase and Piper Halliwell chatting in a cafe, so I gave it a shot, while I was going about my business.

The film was called See Jane Date, and it was a typical TV movie.  It was a bit lame, a bit predictable, a bit lovey-dovey, a bit “bro’s before ho’s” (albeit from the girl side, so what would that be, sisters before misters?) but Ms Carpenter (playing Jane) did herself proud.  Every time I rolled my eyes at the ridiculousness of it, Jane rolled her eyes at the ridiculousness of it.  Every time I thought “Oh Come On”, Jane said “Oh Come On”.

I’m sure it helps that I liked her character in Buffy and Angel, and I probably assigned this Jane character with certain qualities that Cordelia had developed over however many years of the vampire shows, that Jane in her hour and a have TV movie would never have had time to develop, let alone demonstrate.  Ms Combs was very much a peripheral character, but again it was easy to infer qualities from her Charmed role, which made her performance likeable too.

In short, I liked it.

In other news, I’m stuffed full of the cold and my bronchii hurt, so I’m at home today.  That’s how come I get to watch TV movies.  I am keeping track of my liquids and let’s just say I’m surprised I have managed to find the time to drink so much in one day.  I’m not a huge drinker in general, I’m one of those people that can have two cups of tea over the course of the day and a diet coke in the evening, and be fine with that.  Today I’m making the effort, I’ve had about four pints of juice, a cup of tea, a cup of coffee, and a pint of diet coke and a big bowl of soup.  And any minute now I’m going to start on the fifth pint of juice.

Diabetic moment of the day

The aforementioned juice was diluted with vast quantities of diet lemonade.  Juice is sugary.  A girl has to think about these things.