I forgot to mention that during November and December Jbird began working with his buds on a spoof of the Ironman trailer. Jbird is Ironman. Except he has stuff like and ironing board as part of the getup. It should be funny when it gets done. I made a bunch of fudge and wrapped up gifts for a friend. At the last minute the three of us decided to state one thing we wanted and we'd get that. Now that I think about Hubby still hasn't gotten his - oh well.
January -
Jbird officially started college. This means that I am car-less a lot. Eventually we are going to have to get the car back from the guy we loaned mine to - sooner than later - if you know what I mean. So far so good with the college scene. Jbird's not been scheduled to work for awhile and he is eventually going to have to look for another place of employment where he can work weekends only.
Hubby's semester this time is challenging. He is teaching a Math 1 course which has to be written as you go - don't go there. He is having to teach quite a bit of Algebra 3 and so he is having to review that information. Otherwise - he seems to be okay.
So along comes my doctor visit. I have gotten smart in my old age and keep files on the computer with everyone's medical information on it - that why I can take it along and fill in the blanks or just attach it to the new doc's papers. I also write out a list of questions I want to ask and take it with me - cause I know I will forget something vital.
As he is glancing over my papers and asking questions - my blood pressure is taken in both arms. Not good - high still/yet/again. I've also given him the cholesterol/lipid test results that were all so nasty. I'm expecting that he is going to tell me that he is upping my cholesterol meds, start a diet, exercise, and put me on blood pressure meds.
So I was rather shocked when he asks me my family history. I tell him - no idea - adopted. Hmmm.... he says and then asks me some other questions about ovarian cysts - which I had had. He then tells me that he is not going to treat the individual symptoms like everyone else appears to have done. He believes I've been starting this journey over ten years. I look at him. And then he lays the bomb. He believes I'm insulin resistant. I have syndrome x - which is pre-diabetes. I just stare at him. He tells me if we don't stop my progress down the road I'll probably be fully diabetic in a couple of years and my thyroid will conk out as well.
Yes, he tell me that I've made some poor nutritional choices but in reality I have my birth parents to thank. It's a matter of genetics. Right. So I am given a diabetic diet and glucophage. I am also told to exercise five days a week. Not going to treat the high blood pressure? Nope. Let's see what this does first.
When I do get home and Google syndrome x I am shocked and dismayed to find out I have almost every single symptom listed. (including the depression and emotionalism that I had been experiencing so strongly during December) Some of the symptoms I had been attributing to my allergies or other ailments. (blurry vision) Oh - I also have a raging case of sinus infection for which I got antibiotics and ZyrtecD (which sends me into zombie land and off to sleep).
So this is where I've been - and now it is time to make a bunch of changes. I am heading down a road I can't get off - but I can halt the progress - but it is going to be a long haul.