Nov 10, 2019 17:01
Went to the doctor on Thursday. Had a long wait (in a place where normally 10 minutes is considered a long wait) because some poor soul cut loose and talked for 45 minutes straight and our doctor won't shut someone down when they need to talk. This was fine for me- I was in the comfortable waiting room, reading, but I'd dropped Tim off at the grocery store. He was standing outside in the cold for much of the time- somehow, with the way things go, a 45 minute delay at one spot turns into an hour and a half by the time I left (including the time I was in, about 15 minutes). Poor guy was just about frozen.
Anyway, my kidney readings are not what they seemed. By pulling older tests, I was able to see that they have not changed much, and the doctor is satisfied that they are stable. And he was happy with my A1c. He really doesn't want it any lower because of the 49 I managed to run in the office they day they drew my blood. That kind of low happens to me a lot, and I've told them that numerous times, but they had to see it in a independant test to believe it, I guess.
You'd think I'd be elated but I'm not able yet to pull myself out of my black hole. There is just SO MUCH to do and I have no energy to do it- I still cannot even break through my block and get to reviewing, something I do from the sofa. I feel utterly useless.
depression,
medical