Just... Off...
After my lovely meltdown on Friday I have finally calmed down. I cried. A lot. I've always had wonky blood sugar. Hypoglycemia runs in the family. Diabetes does too, but it's not wide speed. Part of my health and weight loss kick was to keep that in check. It would appear I'm falling to it anyways.
I was banking on my problems being a blown out thyroid. She-Beast, the EOW, and my great-grandmother all had theirs go in their mid-30s. Nope. My is appeasement healthy and sound. Which is good, don't get me wrong. I would just rather a shoddy thyroid then the potential for Type II diabetes.
I made myself step away from Google for 48 hours. Tonight I finally started researching my symptoms with pre-diabetic symptoms. It's a match. It also includes two symptoms I haven't told my NP about.
Dammit.
The recommend treatment to help stave it off are things I've been doing already. To say I'm not optimistic is an understatement. I feel like I'm caught in a viscous cycle:
Exercise and loose weight!
Um... I'm exhausted all the damn time and I keep gaining weight despite eating decently and working out regularly.
Trying to keep it all in perspective. A few small changes to build upon other small changes down the road.