I Feel Like Using British Slang!

Why, you may ask, do I feel like using British slang? Because my wife and daughter are presently binge-watching a TV show made in England and I’m in a good mood. I had a visit today with the endocrinologist. COVID-19 has really changed the way in which these visits are done. I had to sign a couple of forms confirming that I have been, am, and will always be germ and illness free. I had to have my temperature taken before they would allow me to sit in the waiting room. Everyone within the building was wearing a mask and gloves. I was eventually seated in the examination room, but in the farthest corner of the room, away from doctors and nurses alike. I felt as though I was in trouble and thought for sure that they would place an old-fashioned dunce cap on my head and make me clean a chalk board later. The doctor wouldn’t even physically touch me. The whole thing was a real freak show, but it made me laugh a little inside.

Anyway, the point of this post is to report that my diabetes related blood work was brilliant, as they say on the other side of the pond. And I was well chuffed! All I need to do now is keep up with my diet and exercise schedule. I’ll be gobsmacked if I can maintain these numbers over the coming months.

I have an A1C of 5.6, which is just below the prediabetes level. If I visited a doctor that didn’t know of my diabetes and he tested my blood, he would say that I didn’t have diabetes. All of my bloodwork showed good levels within my system, from heart related numbers to glucose related numbers. I’ve been working hard at it despite some of the issues with my bones and energy levels, and it was quite gratifying to hear the doctor tell me that it’s all jolly good. My motorcycle accident helped to cause the diabetes, but it can’t take away my ability to live life or my ability to experience joy. And…I am one happy bloke.