Tuesday, September 29, 2020
It's been three weeks since my official diagnosis of type-2 diabetes, and the diet and exercise program I've adopted to reverse the diagnosis has been a medium success so far... the diet part has gone fairly well, I've been sticking to it by meticulously tracking everything I put in my mouth, using Calorie King's Control My Weight website and transferring the information into a daily spreadsheet, and have consistently brought my carbohydrate intake down to about half of what one requires for a healthy diet; my blood glucose (which I only started tracking yesterday) has dropped dramatically from 231 to 128, more than halfway to my goal of 99. I haven't really lost any weight, but I've lost a layer of puffiness in my hands and face which make me feel a lot better about myself. I wasn't prepared for the depression to spike from the sudden cease of comfort-eating infusions of dopamine, and that has been a struggle, as it saps my will to do the exercise portion of the program, which, along with still having too much fat in my diet is why I haven't lost any weight. But I feel really confident about beating this thing, and am going to stick to it.
Friday, September 4, 2020
So, official diagnosis, controlled type 2 diabetes mellitus without complication. Good news, that kind of diabetes, with no (known) history of diabetes in my family, is usually reversible... and I am going to have to make an effort to reverse it. I'm OK with cutting down on sweets and taking more pills, as I've been OK with the fibromyalgia and depression enough that I can't drum up the motivation to work on them; but I am simply NOT OK with pricking my fingers every day, injecting insulin, or risking my sight or my toes. So I have to fight this with diet and exercise as well as medication. The better news is that all the things I have to do to fight the diabetes also fights the fibromyalgia and depression, specifically the increased activity and the losing excess weight. So it's perhaps this diabetes is a good thing, for me, the squeaky wheel that gets the grease. Wish me luck!