|Coming home with the Christmas tree, 1895.|
My hubby is doing much better; however, he developed an infection a couple of days after his surgery. That's too quick to be from the surgery itself, so it probably was from the original injury. (Because, you know, a piece of old metal under your tongue isn't likely to cause infection! Ha!) He went to the ER for IV antibiotics and came home with antibiotic pills to take. By the next day, he was better, and today he feels just fine. The whole situation was a scary one, and we feel so thankful God preserved him.
My doc told me he'd give me three months; if my blood sugar numbers are good by then, he's putting me on insulin. That's pretty motivating! The frustrating thing is we couldn't figure why I am diabetic. He feels my diet is good; I rarely ate things made with flour and rarely ate rice. I very rarely ate anything sugary. I did consume potatoes, though, and I do wonder if all the fruit I ate this summer contributed. Mostly, I feel the diabetes is genetic.
At any rate, I'm now on a super low carb diet, as well as medication. Unfortunately, the medication has side effects while my body is getting used to it, so I've been feeling pretty sick. And when my blood sugar spikes? Ugh. I'm down for the count. But what's really clear is that I've been suffering with diabetes for a while and didn't know it. I had none of the more common symptoms. Extreme fatigue was my biggest one...but could have pointed to many things.
The lesson here is: Find a really good doctor and let him run blood tests!
I will be posting more after Christmas. In the meantime, I pray you have a truly blessed celebration!