6. Six! (Six point zero.)
Still work fine. Still feel hard. (How will we know if something’s happening?) He won’t have the energy to enjoy life. Plus constipation. How are your poops? Bubs agog. Look Bigfoot in eye, inquisitive: srsly? Bigfoot nod. Bubs report they’re fine. Stare at hand on lap several moments.
Too many lows. Endo adjust basals down. Way down some spots. He’s waking up really tight. (Tight?) Really close to 70, 80, 90, 100. Let’s loosen this up. His A1c is low so we have some room. He shouldn’t be this tight.
Bubs hungry during appointment. Five peanut butter cracker plus Luna Protein Cookie Dough nutrient extrusion. Whoa! How many carbs are you eating? (Forty-six.) Well, wow. You’re a growing boy. It’s fine! But Bigfoot get it. 46g CHO considered giant snack. File away snack disapproval for savor in mind during insomnia times.
Plenty time Bubs eat giant snack while Endo tap tap tap email 5 Rx’s–> mail order pharmacy; needle tips/syringes–>DME co.; & glucagon/Lantus–>Target. Everything from laptop. Such service.
Not much say. Kid grow up.
Endo surprised Bubs no eye exam. Dr. Doughnut advise unnecessary new diabetes, useless as pediatric foot exam. New endo recommend Bubs visit Bigfoot own friendly eye doctor, dilated eye exam. Bigfoot no worry. Children ADORE sting-y eye drop/giant pupil daze. Bigfoot need eye exam too, think Bob Harper glasses very becoming for distract viewer attention away eyebags.
Bigfoot beat. Although day consist one (1) hour work, leisurely return misguided tea (it poison?) purchase, walk dog, grocery store, & endo, feel post marathon but no endorphin. Too tired read/understand/act on notes.
- Bring larger scrap paper
- Pack low carb snack for display