My Doc Says I Need A Pet

I saw my doc the beginning of this month. Everything is ok except my blood sugar. My A1C is 8. It should be under 7. I had a diabetic class December 6th but it wasn't all that helpful. In January I start a once per month group meeting. Hopefully we can figure out some solutions.

I had some other mysterious issues. In July I had some episodes of dizziness and low blood pressure but with a rapid heart rate. We never learned the reason why. An EKG and blood test showed nothing. Now I am wondering if there was a connection to the farm fields because the farmer sprayed something on all the fields a week before I started feeling weird. I had the windows closed during the spraying, so I just don't know. Anyway, I saw my doc August 1st. She put me on Lopressor to slow my heart down and the generic form of Mobic for my shoulder. I saw the ortho doc on the 8th. He gave me a cortisone shot in my shoulder. I did not sleep that night. The next night I slept some, mostly from exhaustion. My blood sugar was in the 300's. It was horrible. Then I started itching and breaking out in a rash 20 minutes after taking the Lopressor. My hubby took me to the clinic as a walk-in and I was taken off Lopressor. I saw my regular doc again on the 22nd. She didn't start any new medication (thankfully) and said to monitor my BP and take a lower dose of Lisinopril. I eventually stopped the Mobic as well.

I honestly believe a lot of my problems are from sadness. My doctor said I need a pet. We can't have pets here. I don't regret that, because honestly I do not want pet hair and pet odor in the house. I do miss the bird feeders. It was such a joy to watch and hear all the birds at the feeders. The whole area just emptied out in one day when they made everyone take them down.

I am looking forward to next year. I hope I can get past some of this sadness. Christmas was a bust. We couldn't get down to Indiana and my daughter and her family couldn't come up here. Between them working on their house, the kids being sick, her husband missing work from the flu, their job schedules and my hubby's job schedule, it was impossible. My hubby tries so hard to cheer me up. I am pretty good about hiding my broken heart from him. Sometimes it just spills out and I try to remind him that it's not possible to fix me. The short, cloudy days don't help, either.

I'm trying to complete a photo album for my daughter. I have so many pictures. All the happy times when everyone was alive. It's been really hard, but I need to complete it. I have pictures all over the spare bedroom. I need to finish so I can put everything away. We need to get the room set up as a guest room. I also want to get back to my artwork. I promised hubby I would finish with the photos first.

My hubby's job is going well. He has been training on different machines and also as an Operator. Unfortunately he was unable to continue with the quitting smoking. Maybe another time.

I guess I should post this since I started writing it the beginning of the month. If anyone reads this, I hope you have a happy New Year.