A1C Predictions and Plans in 2020-2024

My nose didn’t wake me up last night, but after taking Zyrtec before bed, I woke up feeling groggy. I’ve been tired all day. Like I told Tom, I really hope it’s just the Zyrtec and that the energy I’ve been having lately wasn’t some fluke. I’d hate to go back to having fatigue so much of the time.

Tom finished tiling the exterior bedroom wall, and it looks fantastic! I’m planning to swap out the sheer purple curtains for the black blackout drapes. Though the black ones are a bit plain, I’m thinking of adding some beads or other embellishments to give them a little extra flair.

I asked AI what it thought my A1C might be after cutting out sugar for the past few months. It predicted somewhere between 5.6 and 5.8. Honestly, I don’t expect it, because I’m not exactly a lucky person, but I’m hoping for 5.6 since 5.7 to 6.4 is pre-diabetic.

I’ve decided if it’s normal, I’ll just keep doing what I’ve been doing. If it’s the same, I’ll cut out carbs. But if it’s up, I’ll have to face my fear of how my current medication might affect me—and get used to being hungry most of the time—to finally get rid of this extra weight. Since I can’t burn calories normally, I’ll have to cut my daily intake to 1,000 calories or less if the number goes up. I swear, I will not let fate, destiny, happenstance—whatever—force me onto another medication I’ll only have problems with!

I couldn’t help but think about Becky running across the U.S. to meet her grandson as soon as he was born, and how the honker ran across Canada to meet his new grandson when he was born. Then I wondered, what if Tom and I had had a kid when we were in Phoenix? How many years would it have taken my parents to care enough to come out and meet it? It took them five years just to visit me there. Five fucking years. Half a decade to finally care enough to visit their own daughter. Half a fucking decade!

My ENT and pulmonologist appointments have been canceled and now I’m appointment-free until I see Rhonda in December. Rhonda, who finally refilled my meds after having to message her through the portal.