Almost a month ago (April 8th) I went and saw my CDE. It was very different from what happened the last time I went and saw her.
The last time she saw me I was at the tail end of a destroying my life via poor/non-existant care of my diabetes phase. My A1c had risen over 7. And there was a bit of a drinking issue. And really, the last time I didn’t desire to fix anything. Not the broken A1c that I was angry about. Not my poor eating habits. Not my lack of desire to train. I was in a bit of a slump, but when it comes to my diabetes I think it’s safe to say that I spend a decent amount of time there.
And then I got the results of my blood work back. The blood work that was done because I told the truth on the questionnaire, the one that asks “how many drinks do you have a week”. The blood work had a highlighted comment on it “cease drinking and seek counseling”. Now I hate counseling. I hate counselors. And I’ve resisted counseling for a long long time. The CDE and Endo have often said “Courtney, we really wish you’d see a counselor that’s familiar with diabetes.” and everytime, I smile and say “no thanks”. This time around through, it was a little more important. My little liver was endangered. I was on my way to having sclerosis of the liver in 20 or so years. And so I went and saw a counselor.
The very first time I saw the counselor was the day my drinking virtually stopped. Any drinking since that day has consisted of exactly 1 shot of vodka and there have only been two instances of those. With alcohol out of my system there has been some improvements with my diabetes. It’s easier to track what’s going. It’s easier to tell what’s causing the upsets in my numbers. And it shows.
My A1c dropped from 7.1 to 6.7 in a matter of 2 months. I was picking up trends in my numbers and making adjustments where appropriate with my basal rates. I was noticing what foods were wreaking havoc at my 2 hour post meal checks (which pains me because these are foods that are normal staples in my life). These are all things that I wasn’t noticing before. Well, half of them I couldn’t see because there was so much alcohol in my system that it was jacking everything up.
So, that was 3 weeks ago. And it was very good. In the past 3 weeks, there have been some massive developments, but those will have to wait for another post. But as I said last night, I have a lot to write about.