JeniOctavia

Some how, I'm not surprised. A part of me thinks I should be, that I changed enough of my eating habits to prevent it, or reverse it or something ridiculously hopeful like that, but ahaha, honestly Jeni, don't be a dumbass...

For several years now, since a rather odd point in my life in JobCorps (Christmas break, at a relative stranger's house because I had no where else to go) I've been having a problem with frequent, inexplicable stomach problems, resulting in the most minor of irritation to the very worst. And trust me, there is a reason I'm not going in to detail.

Since then it really does seem like my health has gone down hill, and it seemed like for the few times I did deal with doctors, either no one else could figure out why, or the doctor was just an ass and shoving "You need to loose weight" down my throat (thank you Dr. Griffith, you jerk off :| ). There was never really a solution, and while it was slightly less of a problem in Portland, it came back up again in force after moving to Eugene.

Stomach problems, feeling ill right after eating a perfectly normal meal, over heating, vision deteriorating quicker than usual, fatigue, listlessness, headaches...

All of it was pointing to something...

Today at the clinic I came in to have my ear checked out. It's fine. A little clogged from my sinuses which a simple case of saline spray and some decongestants will help clear up.

But we got in to my eat habits. Family history. Past health problems...

They tested my glucose.

I'd had two biscuits this morning on the way to the bus at 8 am.

At 10ish, my glucose was over 200.

My overall 120 day glucose was 6.8. Anything below a 6 is acceptable.

... son of a bitch. -_-;

So much for thinking I'd dodged the diabetes bullet.

... I wonder if it's okay for me to still think that "Diabetus!" joke is still funny.

Sigh.

Oh thank god...

So I took some meds at about 9:30 PM. I was in so much pain it was really all I could do. But it helped. Granted it's now 6 AM and I should probably sleep some more just in case (and I will here shortly), but to wake up NOT feeling like something was kicking me in every joint and vertebrae possible is nothing short of a miracle.

I totally think I can go to the bead group pot luck today. Yay~

And now.

I have a cold.

*s-sob*

Slight update.

Feeling... alternately better and about the same. I go to do something like a chore or whatever and it saps all my energy still, but I can finally sit at the computer and not fall over in five minutes. My lungs are trying to get rid of all the crap that's in them now, and I think my fever finally broke. Either way, it's a sign I'm not dying I suppose. And it's obviously not the dreaded swine flu.

Gotta go to Walmart and get a desk and bookshelf for my room, so I'll probably have to nap after that, but I'll likely be online tonight after I get some of my homework done.

Phone service is off. Mom didn't pay the bill. We're gonna go take care of it, though.

Should be back on by this evening.

Also, I did something funky to my chest, either by hiccuping or something else, and it feels like a pulled a damn muscle right in the middle of my ribcage. ;.;