I got my bloodwork done for my upcoming endocrinologist appointment in record time. Now the waiting game beings leading up to my next chat with my endocrinologist. I’m guessing my A1c will be higher than my last few appointments, which I would feel comfortable attributing to stress over the past month. I’m also anticipating no insight or genuine conversation with my endo, which I attribute to him not being the most conversational of doctors.
I know “if it ain’t broke” isn’t the best approach when it comes to managing my diabetes, but I don’t want to deal with the hassle of looking for a new endocrinologist out here. I won’t seek this specific change until it’s clear a change is needed. Given my track record of management over the past couple of years, I feel comfortable keeping this all on me. After all, I’m the guy bolusing. I’m the guy counting the carbs. I’m the guy trying to get back on the exercise horse, again.
As frustrated as I am with him, I can’t put that much blame on him when he isn’t involved in the day-to-day actions of this disease, right? It feels kinda crappy to know I’m walking into my appointment on Wednesday viewing that office purely as a prescription dispenser, but if that’s what it takes to get through the morning, so be it.
This isn’t a healthy relationship.
Here’s a (moving) picture of my cats to balance things out a bit.