I've been a diabetic for nearly 27 years now. Since I've had diabetes for so long, it's hard to control my blood sugars. So last year I went on an insulin pump. Those medically inclined know what I'm talking about.........Anyway, this thing was supposed to be SO great, but no one bothered to mention the first month would be hell. No sleep blood sugars all over the place, it was a nightmare. Finally, I got eveything under better control, and I say I because my doctor didnt do jack but prescribe the thing. I felt better no more shots, it rocked!!! I did however decide to switch doctors since my old one was so complacent and non-existent during all this troubles I had. My new doc, while very nice, has started changing things around and no my blood sugar is out of control, 'again'. He seems to know what he's talking about(believe me I'd know if he didnt), so I'm trying to be patient, but I feel rotten. I feel like I've been hit by a mack truck, then drug thru a field of corn by my hair, thrown down a well and left for a week, and to top it all off my family is starting to give me a hard time about what I eat. I know they love me, but I have to eat eventually. I mean I cant go for days without food just because my sugar is high, and a girls gotta have a little chocolate now and then. It just aggravates me when they give me grief, like I havent been doing this for 27 years and I dont have a clue.....
"I haven't seen a beatin' like that since somebody stuck a banana in my pants and turned a monkey loose." - National Lampoon's Vegas Vacation, Randy Quaid
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