Last night:
11:47pm: I went to sleep "HI", of course i corrected, but due to my meds, fell asleep before i re-tested.
2:47pm: I woke up abruptly, with a little shake. My thoughts, " Damn it! I over-corrected, AGAIN!". I don't really know how I usually test in the dark, but last night it was especially hard, maybe because once I did get the test done, I was 42. Downstairs, pantry( nothing sugary enough), Cooking cabinet: score. Peanut butter chips, in a shiny, orange and yellow, brand new bag. I ate the entire bag like it was potato chips.
7:00am: My sugar was 217, my fault, but at the same time, not completely. I was 42 and not thinking rationally ( well thats what I'm saying to make myself feel a bit better).
I went to the doctors for my check up. I got stronger painkillers, she said normally it's used to help with Epilepsy, but it helps with Shingles too. I'm not sure how the 2 relate, but apparently I'll feel much better.
Now, I'm on 4 different meds, 2 for pain, 1 antibiotic, and 1 antiviral. Mash those altogether and you get.... a sleepy groggy, zombie megan!!!
Great. Just what I need. More things that make me feel dead.
I also had to get blood drawn and pee in a cup. The blood was fine, but I had just peed right before I got to the lab and so I literally squeezed out a measly drop and left it. Definitely not enough for them to do anything with. Ha, whatevs. I had a urinalysis last week, they can look at that.
is anyone listening?
DAYS UNTIL:
Boyfriends birthday: 1 (I need to get that in the mail.)
Senior Prom: 16
Graduation(!!!): 36
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