I hate being diabetic

So the past few weeks have been hell.  My glucose levels have been killing me.  I cannot figure out why they keep elevating.  There really is no reason for it.  I am counting my carbs, taking my meds, my pump seems to be working properly, I am not sick with the flu or anything like that...it just keeps happening. 

I have been dealing with this kind of stuff for 20 years and I can tell you, it never gets easier.  I am not sure I will ever get accustomed to these "sick days".  I also hate that it takes a few days to recover from this.  I will be tired and lethargic for days.  Ketosis takes a toll on the body and today I can certainly tell it has attacked me.  Not to mention it was so bad, I lost 4.5 lbs over night, literally. 

This morning it is 91 and normal finally.  I just feel so cranky and ugh.  Going to the doctor at 9am.  Maybe we can figure something out.  Regardless I have to be at work at 5pm so I do not have time to be sick. 

I hope my glucose levels stay normal and I really wish they could cure this disease.  I am so over it.

Affection for Gretchen Continued

If you look back at my previous posts you will see one titled "Affection for Gretchen".  In that short post I shared a link for a fund raising page.  The money raised will help Gretchen pay for treatment and daily needs while she battles this disease. 

Since my first post Gretchen has been awarded with the recognition of "Hometown Hero" by WTOC News.  This is an award that has been given out for at least two decades.  She is the latest recipient and was deemed so because of her caring nature.  As she battles cancer she is giving to others who are battling the illness as well.  Below is the link to the news broadcast.

http://www.wtoc.com/category/153752/wtoc-video-center?autoStart=true&topVideoCatNo=default&clipId=7497562#.T_-G5bky0wY.facebook

Not all of these sacrifices were easy though.  Gretchen was always the girl with the beautiful hair.  You know the one.  The girl with the thick shiny hair.  The hair every girl wants.  Well, it seems others will get to have this hair now.  You see, when she found out she had cancer, Gretchen donated her gorgeous hair to Locks of Love.  This is an organization that takes donations of hair (10 inches or longer, I believe) and makes wigs.  The wigs are then given to people battling cancer.  This was a very emotional sacrifice for Gretchen as she had never had short hair. 



The long beautiful locks

Gretchen getting ready for the cut

This battle has been emotionally difficult at times but Gretchen appears to have a positive attitude about everything.  I am not sure how she does that.  She continues to think about others instead of just being consumed with self pity.  The costs of her treatment have been hard so a fund has been set up to raise money for Gretchen.  Please follow the link below and make a donation if you are able to do so.  Anything will be appreciated.   

http://www.giveforward.com/affectionforgretchen


Gretchen is a real person battling cancer at this moment. This is not a scam.  Let us all ban together to help this wonerful person.  Please share this blog so we can spread the word about "Affection for Gretchen". 

The Dreaded Ankle Surgery

So we are a month past the day of the ankle surgery.  Things went well.  A minor problem occurred but it was only minor.  Now that things are getting somewhat back to normal, I may be able to start writing my blog again.  If not on a daily basis, then at least a few times a week. 

Anyway, back to the ankle...

Several years ago my husband hurt his ankle while at his "place of duty".  He was not in combat when it happened.  He was actually on American soil when he was injured.  It appears now the bone in his ankle was probably fractured but when the x-ray was done no break could be seen.  The ankle continued to bother him through out the next two years.  It was a nuisance the entire time he was deployed in Iraq, it interfered with his "run time", it was just a bad deal.  It caused him a good bit of pain. 

  During this time he had more x-rays done.  Nothing was found.  He was put through physical therapy.  It did not help.  Eventually the PA wrote him a "walking profile" to ease the pain of his ankle when he ran.  Unfortunately, since nothing could be seen on x-ray and physical therapy had been a failure to fix the issue, my husband's commander ripped up the PA ordered profile, instructed my husband to stop being a shit bag and faking an injury thus the problem progressively got worse. 

When they returned from Iraq, he continued to deal with the pain for a few months as well as the shame of being labeled a shit bag.  Finally, when a new commander was installed into the Company an MRI was ordered on said ankle.  Low and behold there was a REAL issue.  For some reason (believed to be a bad heal resulting from a prior untreated fracture) there was a hole in my husbands talus bone.  You may not know this but the talus is somewhat behind the tibia.  This is the reason nothing could be seen on x-ray.  The problem was hiding behind the other bone. 

So finally on June 5th 2012, we had his surgery.  It was an all day event and a very crazy day.  During this wait I had to leave him to go to our son;s first track meet (he did great btw) and then our son and I returned to the hospital and were able to see my husband before he went back.  He was a little nervous as this was his first surgery EVER.  The procedure was supposed to take about 2 hours.  It was actually about four.  Needless to say, I was a little concerned. 

Finally, the doctor came out to let us know what was happening.  The surgery went well.  they were able to fix the problem.  They had to fillet the tibia, go through that bone to reach the hole in the talus, fill the hole with cadaver bone and the screw the tibia back together.  During the process of screwing the bone back together the screw started to back out.  They stated it was because the bone was so "strong".  They had to cut the screw flush with the bone and go in at a different point with a new screw.  This was the problem and the hold-up with the procedure.  Other than that, everything went well. 

We were instructed the foot had to be non-weight bearing for a minimum of 12 weeks and he had 30 days of convalescent leave.  The first week he sat around with the foot elevated and taking his pain medication.  Week two he was stopping the pain meds but still elevating.  By the end of week two, he was off all meds and ready to get out of the house.  The bruising was awful but he has been so positive about it all. I am really proud of him.   

He has progressed well with his recovery.  He is still using the "'roll-about" to get around but he went back to work yesterday July 6th.  His day was pretty boring because there is not a lot he can do but at least he was able to go back. 

It has been a long few years since this injury occurred but I hope this surgery will fix the issue and he will be much better.  He has certainly endured a lot to get to the point of not being able to walk or drive his truck.  He is unable to work the clutch in his stick shift truck.  Eight more weeks and we can try to get him walking and driving again.  I know he can do it because his perseverance thus far has been inspiring and amazing.