As it is 8pm on my first day back from vacation and I haven’t wanted to throttle anyone yet, I think we call the time off a success.
There may be another factor, however. Friday was my quarterly ‘You Still Have The Beetus’ appointment, and I went in there with the purpose of trying to get off two particular meds that have been playing hell with me for months. I have been taking Jardiance, and Actos. Jardiance, like the Metformin I had been taking, had me scouting everyplace I have gone to over the past year or so for the nearest bathroom. I mean, my blood sugar is good, but it’s kinda defeating the purpose if I’m trading one Feel Like Shit for another Feel Like Shit. So, you can imagine my surprise when the Doc walks in with a new med that I inject once a week. Staying on the Actos for now in addition to this new med called Bydureon. Sunday Night seems to be the best time to do that, so I took it for the first time last night. Seems to be agreeing with me, and I saw an improvement in my fasting sugar (first thing in the morning) was normal. That hasn’t happened in a while. So, I guess we’ll see how this goes. The idea is to see if I eventually can just do the once a week med without the Actos, and I have to say if we can get there, that’s a real quality of life improvement for me. I don’t complain much about The Beetus, many people have it worse than I do. Kimmers is a Type 1, and wears a pump. My hope is that I never need to get to that point.
I’m not a particularly vain person, and I try not to cultivate a huge ego these days, but I have to say it’s nice when the work you’ve put into the gym is recognized.
It is going to be all about the hustle for a while. On a lark, I signed up to be one of these Postmates delivery people. I’m interested to give this a try. The money (if there is any to speak of) wouldn’t be unwelcome, but I’m interested in the challenge as well. The challenge for me is whether or not I still have the energy to do this. We’re gonna find out.
While I was off, I see that Robert Mueller didn’t make the audition. If only the situation they were discussing was more important than how someone looks on television, because if it was we might actually be really worried.
We’ve now reached the point where there are at least two mass shootings in a day, and neither get much more than a brief acknowledgement on the news. We’ve normalized atrocity, as well as the atrocious. I’m not saying this to be dramatic, but if we live through this we’re going to have a lot of work ahead of us.
See you tomorrow.