I’m tired, and I don’t feel right.

So, three weeks ago I had the news of being diabetic thrust upon me.  I admit I probably didn’t ask enough questions but I also wasn’t given enough information when I received the news to make me “get it”.  I’m assuming my levels weren’t high enough to cause a major panic (in most people) but I don’t even know what the levels were to confirm that.  With my family history just hearing the word DIABETES caused a major panic and freak out session.

Well, I got through that.  I’ve been doing my best to take care of it but I’m at a loss.  I’m frustrated.  Here it is three weeks later and I’ve been eating right, I think, but now I’m not sure what’s going on.  My body feels funky.  Am I high or am I low or am I sick?  I DON’T KNOW!

I requested a free lifescan blood glucose monitor.  But, it hasn’t come yet.  I don’t even know for sure if it will come.  There’s no way to check.  Hopefully it will come with some test strips because I can’t afford to buy them.  And, hopefully my parents will be able to get me more test strips through some contacts they have because otherwise the free monitor isn’t going to do me any good.

I’m just frustrated.  I feel funky and I don’t know why.

I know, I’m whining.  But, I’m frustrated.  I’m irritated that my doctor laid this on me with no more information.  Yes, I know I should have asked more questions but give me something so I can figure this all out on my own after it sinks in.  Or, better yet, get to know me a bit before laying it on me and leaving me alone to process this all (if she knew me she’d know that the way she gave me the news isn’t going to work for me).

OK.  I’ve whined enough…but what I really want to do is cry.  So, maybe I’ll go do that.

Till later…