Had a doctor's visit.
He still adores me.
He looked at my numbers and said I must eat really healthy. Which is odd, because the week before my numbers were all over the chart (like 350 for no reason or 45 with double arrows down. FUN.)
Told him I liked doughnuts. Just these specific ones from the grocery store. Snarf.
He wants me to experiment with a Type 2 drug that makes you pee out your sugar if you go too high. He says it works for Type 1s too, but insurance won't pay for it. So I have samples, and will probably take them the week before my period when I go high.
He thinks Type 1s get the shaft when it comes to new meds because there just isn't the same market as for Type 2s.
We agreed on that.
A1c was 6.8. I can live with that.
We fought the battle over statins.
He did acknowledge that at my age taking it sporadically was probably OK, and we can argue some more after I'm 40.
LDL was high, but not terrible. Take that.
I'll be 40 in a year and a half. Gah. Take THAT.
WBC was still low. Not sure what's going on there, or if that's even a concern. It may just be how I roll.
And now, since I just had a doctor's visit, and nothing will show up on labs for a while, I have been stuffing Swedish ginger cookies down my gullet like nobody's business. They are tiny and delicious and I CAN'T. STOP. EATING. THEM.
The buzzing of the CGM can't stop me. They're just that addicting.
Anyone else feel like once your labs are over, you can party a little? No? Just me? Ok, then.