So I did the visit the doctor thing today. He was shaking his head at me. Bad sign. My A1C number was high. Well as he put it “higher then its ever been, see.” And he shows me the list. “DUH its going up with my weight huh?” LOL
The number is not bad, the fact that it is climbing higher is bad. It should not be climbing. Drop maybe but not climb. I brag to him that I had PBJ on whole wheat for lunch. He looks at me “JELLY!” I’m like “thats better then french fries?” Docta says “eat brocalli.” Ok fine yes sir. I love french fries, fat potatoey fries. Steak fries. McDonalds fries suck, Wendy’s are better. Oh sorry I ain’t suppose to be fast fooding around. hehehehehe
My issue is the lack of losing weight (ok gaining) and the reason for not loosing weight, other then dessert first, plate lunches and humongous portions etc is the lack of a metabolism. Hypothyrodism. Blah blah blah. *L*
Soooo my doctor took away one of my medications. Doubled the dosage of another and upped the dossage of my Synthroid. Synthroid is the drug that I will have to take for the rest of my life thats just a given. The problem is regulating the dosage so that it works. I’ve been taking 137 mg and its getting upped to 175mg. Once upon a time I’ve taken 200mg, 125mg & 150mg. I think my body gets too use to the dosage or my chemistry changes. Chemistry hell, I think its called weight. LOL
Anyways. I need to think quality of life. I’m getting way too big for my britches, literally. That’s so not healthy. Think healthy.
At least my doctor didn’t say “yo’haff edZachary disease, yo’face look edZachary like yo’ass.” LOL
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