I had a follow-up appointment with Dr. M this morning and learned that it’s time for me to write yet another new chapter of Marcy’s Adventures in Diabetesland.
Effective today we’re adding
mealtime insulin, an injection 30 minutes before every meal (up to four times a day) that will give me better control of my blood sugar numbers once I learn how to count carbs like an idiot savant. This also means buying creepy little bottles of Humulin 100 and real syringes like a heroin addict. I’m NOT HAPPY about this for three really important reasons:
- Using Humulin mealtime insulin (in addition to two injections of Lantus at bedtime) means I’ll be injecting myself six times a day. SIX TIMES A DAY!
- I’m a senior citizen. I’ll never remember to do this every time I eat.
- I don’t want to give up Cheetos.
And if that’s not crappy enough to make an old lady whack somebody with her cane, I also should announce that I’m convinced Wall Street is manipulating the wintergreen Tic Tac market. I wanted to order a case of 12 (see below) online last night and couldn’t find them
anywhere, including Amazon, for less than $25 — more than TWICE what I paid a month ago — while other flavors were selling for $14.25. THIS IS AN OUTRAGE AND A CRIME AGAINST HUMANITY. Thank you.
For your possible interest I’m pleased to post the following photos of my adorable great-nephew Cooper, which were taken in August when he was six months old.
Oy, I could eat this little guy on a low-carb bagel!
I guess I should shlep over to Wal-Mart now and pick up my Humulin prescription. Thanks for stopping by.
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