Yesterday I saw my endo. He LOVES me. He raved about my sugar print out, congratulated me on my tight control and discipline. (Much of it IS me, I'm obsessive about control, but I am definitely still honeymooning after 13 months, so let's all give a nod to my pancreas and the test drug.)
And then he waxed philosophical about whether or not he would be able to do it, (be disciplined with diabetes) and then we talked endlessly about the test drug, and then he took some labs, so he could say he did something. He also told me to gain weight by eating more carbs. Huh, Thanks. SUPER good insight there. (But seriously, what did I expect, he'd have some magic weight gain wand that he could wave?) (That would be sooooo cool.)
He likes to talk about the trial. It makes him so happy that I'm doing it. He recommended it to a pediatric endo for one of her patients as well. I hope it works out.
As far as the labs went, he tested for Celiac (which I have no symptoms for, but hey, the risk is there), he did a metabolic panel, and checked my vitamin D levels.
He called me tonight around 6:00 - and I always get nervous when doctors call me - to talk about my labs. He hasn't got the celiac antibodies back yet, but my vitamin D levels were low - around 6, when 30 is about normal. So he told me to get some OTC vitamin D. (2000) I don't know how much a supplement is going to help, I thought the OTC levels weren't sufficient, but hey, I'll do it, see what happens. Also, the sun is coming out a lot more, and I couldn't be happier about the excuse to spend more time outside.
Today I went to the OB/GYN for the first time since we moved to AZ for a standard yearly. And if I don't blog about it, then it didn't happen. So I went. And it did. And that's all I have to say about that.