Next week, I have an endo appointment. The dread is starting to loom, and as always, there are two tracks playing in my brain. One says, "Stop stressing. These appointments aren't that big of a deal. She loves you. You're her favorite patient." Meanwhile, the negative nancy track is moaning, "Why haven't you been doing a better job? I've seen those spikes. Your HbA1c is going to be outrageous. Get ready to be ridiculed and torn apart for 30 minutes."
I'm pretty reasonable. I know the truth lies somewhere between these two, and realistically close to the former than the latter. But. I. am. tired. I'm a little burnt out with the rest of the roller coaster: grad school, injuries*, family issues, social demands, etc. Diabetes and other self care hasn't been high on the priority list. Should it be? Probably. I guess all I can do is wait and see what happens. Mentally stressing about it isn't doing me any good.
*I hurt my thumb. No, I'm not sure how. Yes, it's been a while ~ 2 months. No, I don't think it's getting better. Yes, I did see a doctor. Resting your dominant hand sucks. I could rant about this for days, but it's not the point of this post.*
I know the feeling! Kudos for going in and not rescheduling :) i went to the dentist yesterday and i was totally dreading it, but feel better now that I went! hold on to the hope for a great sense of relief after appointment is over ;)
ReplyDeleteMaria, I hope your endo visit goes without incident. Unless it's a good incident. If you're doing your best, regardless of the outcome, you're doing your best. Good luck.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the kind words, Stephen!
DeleteDeep breath, Maria....your taking on a whole lot of stuff right now. You can't reasonably expect every single thing to go flawlessly. No one can.
ReplyDeleteI know you're right. Thanks for the reminder, Scott!
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