Posted September 17th, 2007 at 9:56PMSo while “vacationing” in State College, PA last week, on a whim I had my mother test my blood sugar after the b-day cake. It was astronomical. Test again later: same. Test after ‘fasting’ in the morning, still high. Make an appointment for the croaker. I go in today. Yup. I’m diabetic as fuck. (Best way I can think to describe it.)
Fill the script ($4 for a month’s courtesy Wal-Mart). Pop a pill. Bring home a pile of “information” (thinly veiled adverts for the drug companies). Do some googling. There’s a lot of information out there, most of it conflicting. Anyways, tested before dinner and got a good reading after only one pill (500mg Metformin for the win!).
I’m not especially concerned. I’m getting pumped about turning over a leaf diet- and exercise-wise, and don’t have very far to go. Loose a few pounds, eat a bit healthier. Should be manageable. Every single blood relative on my mother’s side is or was diabetic – can’t say it’s a surprise. PITA, sure.
*SHRUG*
But don’t expect a bunch of diabetes-related posts. I’d much rather write about my car or dog. 
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Dude, thats not good ta hear.
Now you’ll have to give up on that planned “1 year living under a bridge in ya 40s as an alky” writer’s sabbatical. (hehe)
But technology marches on.. i guess any disaproval re animal testing has pretty much been over-shadowed now eh? Life sure has it’s way of re-centering ethical extremists. (not that you are one thou, just saying)
Nah, bugger that. Bring on the posts affriming a modern zen-buddhist lifestyle, with occasional wise observations on the whole fast-food junk-food consumerist economy, like generally pointing the finger at rampant corporate indifference for causing massive global rise in diabetes and obesity etc.
Pity no. Rebellion yes!!
;O)