le sigh
So, while it is the pre-loaded pen, I have to give myself a shot before each meal (not snacks, thankfully) and I have to figure out the carbs I'll be eating to figure out the dosage. The nurse gave me about three months supply of the insulin but I had to buy the needles. At $42 for a hundred (one month basically) that's not good. Plus the blood pressure med I'm now on for my stupid kidneys was $108 for one month! It was supposed to go generic last fall and fell through so they're hoping this spring. I'm happy to blame the government for that.
I'm going to have to ask my parents for financial help. *sigh* Just as dad's about to retire. Perfect. Get the damn insurance exchange up and running so I can find prescription coverage! This is ridiculous that sick people can't afford to get well because of the costs of medication!
So, my typical breakfast of cheerios and skim milk is between 15 and 30 grams so that's one dose. (One dose for every fifteen grams but you don't do two until it's thirty grams). I gave myself my first shot this morning. Lovely. It hurt a tiny bit but not much. I now have an empty laundry detergent bottle sitting on my kitchen counter for needle disposal. Lovely. Apparently the insulin is to regulate your blood sugar AFTER your eat a meal.
The nurse did agree that if the hemoglobin levels go up the few points to normal I should be able to go off the insulin. That's my three month goal along with losing about 25 pounds.
You know what the cost of all this is going to do--make me not eat. The lower the dose, the less I use, the later I can go before I have to purchase the insulin. I know I'm supposed to test my blood more than twice a day but a hundred strips costs $115! I will continue to take the pills even though I can't have a banana every day anymore (my pharmacist brought that up, not my doctor) because I'm on both a BP med and a diuretic and they'll make my potassium levels go up.
In happier news (because this is depressing me so god knows what it's doing to you), my BP was 120 over 77, the lowest it's been since I started going to the doctor. When I was younger (and still fat) it was regularly 112 over 70 or so, that's my goal. So obviously I don't have high blood pressure which is nice to have something NOT wrong with me.
My temperature was 96.8. *sigh* Again when I was younger, it was routinely below normal. I wonder if I was always slightly anemic because that can be a symptom along with being frickin' cold all the time. Which, if menopause is coming (and with my day and a half periods I'm guessing yes), maybe the hot flashes will actually make me feel normal. My friend Amy has started getting them and she's handling it hilariously by yelling "hot flash" every time one hits, which embarrasses to death any men around us.
So, in the morning I take two motrin, two sudafed, two metformin (diabetes), one januvia (diabetes), a low dose aspirin (doctor put me back on them, said I could take motrin too), a diuretic, a blood pressure pill, and a vitamin...Jesus. Thank God I started being able to swallow pills again. I think I take more pills than my mother! Though five plus the vitamin are over the counter.
I'm cleaning out food I bought over the staycation so diet again on Monday. Luckily I eat prepackaged frozen meals for lunch so the carbs are listed. And I'm still not hungry.
In non-stupid-body news...K-State lost embarrassingly to Oregon. After a strong start, the Big 12 has pretty much tanked in bowl games. TGIbasketball.
My dad enjoyed my Copper story. He said he wished he could write dialogue as well as I can. :) Then he said, if I revise it, I should add in some actual battle names to give a timeline, because the man is an editor and just can't stop himself. *snort* Yeah, dad, love you, but it's done. This is why I "publish" stuff--because I declare it done--and you've been writing the same book my entire life and another one since 1989. I'm not finishing either of those if you die before they're done! Henry A. Wallace was a nutjob, and I have absolutely no interest in the training of American soldiers during WWII. Plus I can't write dialogue in those.
I remembered to bring my shoe of the day calendar to work. I'm staring at a lovely lace boot by Stuart Weitzman.
Because I was again depressed, I wrote nothing last night, so tomorrow is fandom stocking day, all day. I hope Medie doesn't actually open them until Sunday morning as I have about thirty ficlets to write. Mostly Teen Wolf. :)
I have a mild headache. I wonder if it's stress, psychosomatic reaction to the shot, or my sinuses. I'm going to go with the last one as they've been acting up again. I thought I might have had a fever yesterday (sinus infection) but obviously not.
I found readers easily enough for minister and I don't have to convene. She's still debating over the fanfic reading and, if she uses it, who will read it. I really want to.
Oops boss here early, gotta work.
I'm going to have to ask my parents for financial help. *sigh* Just as dad's about to retire. Perfect. Get the damn insurance exchange up and running so I can find prescription coverage! This is ridiculous that sick people can't afford to get well because of the costs of medication!
So, my typical breakfast of cheerios and skim milk is between 15 and 30 grams so that's one dose. (One dose for every fifteen grams but you don't do two until it's thirty grams). I gave myself my first shot this morning. Lovely. It hurt a tiny bit but not much. I now have an empty laundry detergent bottle sitting on my kitchen counter for needle disposal. Lovely. Apparently the insulin is to regulate your blood sugar AFTER your eat a meal.
The nurse did agree that if the hemoglobin levels go up the few points to normal I should be able to go off the insulin. That's my three month goal along with losing about 25 pounds.
You know what the cost of all this is going to do--make me not eat. The lower the dose, the less I use, the later I can go before I have to purchase the insulin. I know I'm supposed to test my blood more than twice a day but a hundred strips costs $115! I will continue to take the pills even though I can't have a banana every day anymore (my pharmacist brought that up, not my doctor) because I'm on both a BP med and a diuretic and they'll make my potassium levels go up.
In happier news (because this is depressing me so god knows what it's doing to you), my BP was 120 over 77, the lowest it's been since I started going to the doctor. When I was younger (and still fat) it was regularly 112 over 70 or so, that's my goal. So obviously I don't have high blood pressure which is nice to have something NOT wrong with me.
My temperature was 96.8. *sigh* Again when I was younger, it was routinely below normal. I wonder if I was always slightly anemic because that can be a symptom along with being frickin' cold all the time. Which, if menopause is coming (and with my day and a half periods I'm guessing yes), maybe the hot flashes will actually make me feel normal. My friend Amy has started getting them and she's handling it hilariously by yelling "hot flash" every time one hits, which embarrasses to death any men around us.
So, in the morning I take two motrin, two sudafed, two metformin (diabetes), one januvia (diabetes), a low dose aspirin (doctor put me back on them, said I could take motrin too), a diuretic, a blood pressure pill, and a vitamin...Jesus. Thank God I started being able to swallow pills again. I think I take more pills than my mother! Though five plus the vitamin are over the counter.
I'm cleaning out food I bought over the staycation so diet again on Monday. Luckily I eat prepackaged frozen meals for lunch so the carbs are listed. And I'm still not hungry.
In non-stupid-body news...K-State lost embarrassingly to Oregon. After a strong start, the Big 12 has pretty much tanked in bowl games. TGIbasketball.
My dad enjoyed my Copper story. He said he wished he could write dialogue as well as I can. :) Then he said, if I revise it, I should add in some actual battle names to give a timeline, because the man is an editor and just can't stop himself. *snort* Yeah, dad, love you, but it's done. This is why I "publish" stuff--because I declare it done--and you've been writing the same book my entire life and another one since 1989. I'm not finishing either of those if you die before they're done! Henry A. Wallace was a nutjob, and I have absolutely no interest in the training of American soldiers during WWII. Plus I can't write dialogue in those.
I remembered to bring my shoe of the day calendar to work. I'm staring at a lovely lace boot by Stuart Weitzman.
Because I was again depressed, I wrote nothing last night, so tomorrow is fandom stocking day, all day. I hope Medie doesn't actually open them until Sunday morning as I have about thirty ficlets to write. Mostly Teen Wolf. :)
I have a mild headache. I wonder if it's stress, psychosomatic reaction to the shot, or my sinuses. I'm going to go with the last one as they've been acting up again. I thought I might have had a fever yesterday (sinus infection) but obviously not.
I found readers easily enough for minister and I don't have to convene. She's still debating over the fanfic reading and, if she uses it, who will read it. I really want to.
Oops boss here early, gotta work.