wake up and smell the roses.

today was the day. the day that comes once every three months. the day every diabetic either loves, or hates. it was the day that i had to visit my endo.

my endo is a wonderful, lovely lady. she's encouraging, and she really cares for her patients. she can be a little fierce or strict though, and i admit that took a lot of getting used to.

so anyway, my biggest problem at the endo's is never my blood sugar. i produce my log sheet, the nurse looks over it, highlights any numbers which are way too off my usual track, and she gives me my A1c results.

today my A1c was 5.2%, no change from the previous time, but a total relief since i haven't exactly been practising much blood sugar control in the past couple of months.

my biggest problem at the endo's is my blood pressure.

today even after the recheck, it was 138/80. that was a little worrying. anyway the good news is that my endo doesn't wish to start treating me for hypertension. reason being, i'm still pretty young and with better management of exercise and eating right, things should get better.

i was super scared while at the hospital and while waiting to collect my new supply of pills from the pharmacist i cried a little. yes, i can be a bit of a crybaby. but after thinking things through, i'm realized this. i'm still scared (because who wants to know they have hypertension?) but i need to realize and remember that firstly, God is in control, and secondly, i can make life easier for myself by kicking my butt back into swing.

so yeah, it's true that certain things do jolt me awake in a rather rude fashion. but at the same time, it's necessary to take a step back, smell the roses, and realize that things may not be as dire as they seem. that sometimes, change is not a necessary evil, but a blessing coming my way.