I've dreaded this day because it will take an incredible amount of willpower to change at this point
in my life. I'm not ready to post this on Facebook, and very few venture here, almost like a real diary locked away in a drawer. I've started the ball rolling with making a doctor appointment, the first step.
I've shared specimens will the lab at work. The news showing up is not so good, not terrible, but really not good. My cholesterol is still a problem. My previous physician (of whom I had little respect for-my own reasons) had prescribed a pill to lower it. Well it never did what it was supposed to so I stopped taking a pill which did no good. I had also read that one of the side effects was elevated blood sugar.
Todays results of my A1C Hbg, which is a test that measures blood sugar over a period of time (how it does that with one draw I'll never know.) This test came back elevated as well. My purpose in seeing a new doctor was to get aid in quitting smoking. It's past time and I am starting to feel the physical side of being a smoker, something that I did not feel living back east. Living at 4900 feet is about 4700 feet higher than I had been living. When I first arrived I did not feel any different. However since December I have slowly become short of breath.
So...wow...wondering just how much gumption I truly have. Quitting smoking, changing my diet, and getting exercise and being successful at it will really be a challenge for me. More pills as well, which I am truly not wild about. I think Americans are too pill happy. One pill fixes one problem and another hole opens in the damn with the side effects of that one pill. So you are prescribed another pill..and on and on. I'd rather deal with this simply by changing my life style then by adding more pills.
I'm not going to ask for good luck. If and when I am sure that I have succeeded in my battle I will boast about it. Until then I will be digging though my psyche looking for that needed stubbornness to jump start the will power.
K~*
in my life. I'm not ready to post this on Facebook, and very few venture here, almost like a real diary locked away in a drawer. I've started the ball rolling with making a doctor appointment, the first step.
I've shared specimens will the lab at work. The news showing up is not so good, not terrible, but really not good. My cholesterol is still a problem. My previous physician (of whom I had little respect for-my own reasons) had prescribed a pill to lower it. Well it never did what it was supposed to so I stopped taking a pill which did no good. I had also read that one of the side effects was elevated blood sugar.
Todays results of my A1C Hbg, which is a test that measures blood sugar over a period of time (how it does that with one draw I'll never know.) This test came back elevated as well. My purpose in seeing a new doctor was to get aid in quitting smoking. It's past time and I am starting to feel the physical side of being a smoker, something that I did not feel living back east. Living at 4900 feet is about 4700 feet higher than I had been living. When I first arrived I did not feel any different. However since December I have slowly become short of breath.
So...wow...wondering just how much gumption I truly have. Quitting smoking, changing my diet, and getting exercise and being successful at it will really be a challenge for me. More pills as well, which I am truly not wild about. I think Americans are too pill happy. One pill fixes one problem and another hole opens in the damn with the side effects of that one pill. So you are prescribed another pill..and on and on. I'd rather deal with this simply by changing my life style then by adding more pills.
I'm not going to ask for good luck. If and when I am sure that I have succeeded in my battle I will boast about it. Until then I will be digging though my psyche looking for that needed stubbornness to jump start the will power.
K~*
