Yesterday’s experiment with lunch and treat was probably high sugars, but I didn’t check. I repeated the experiment today (I mean the day before) and yesterday. It is 5:30 AM now and technically the next day. This time I checked my blood sugars afterwards. It was 3 hours so they had already started on their way down and it was 364, not good at all.
I went to bed last night at 10 PM and actually slept fitfully, but made myself stay in bed until I fell back asleep. I woke up at 5 AM and had to eat. So I checked my blood sugar and it was 118 and then had a breakfast bowl with my diabetic meds. I have to take my thyroid meds later on when my stomach is empty. I know freshly cooked is better, but not ready for that yet. One change at a time.
Now if I could eliminate the nasty dreams I would probably sleep better. They wake me up, but the anti-psychotic I just stopped taking that cause the extra insomnia is starting to leave my system. I will be staying on the old one I have been taking all along and nothing else until she comes back from vacation in mid-August. That will get it out of my system before starting a new one. Whatever that may be. Running out of meds to try.
I have been binge watching CSI:Miami. I have a crush on David Caruso. I could watch him for hours. Another married man. I need to find a man around here that is not married and wants a relationship. We talked about relationships in therapy yesterday. I am a little afraid of starting over again. I have had nothing, but bad luck with men ever since the disastrous marriage. Never had good luck. So my David Caruso fantasies will have to work for now. Even I know a man is not going to drop in through the ceiling so I have to leave the house to find one. One step at a time. Healthy life first. I choose to be well now. I can’t wait to see how far I get.
Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh
-Advocate For Mental And Invisible Illnesses
-Author Of Articles, Stories And Poems