Endocrinologist! Needles! Sprouty Bread! Oh my!

I thought it was about time I gave you all a little update on my recent pre-diabetes diagnosis. A couple weeks ago I had my first appointment ever with an endocrinologist. She had kind eyes and a way of listening that kept me talking.

She told me I didn't need medication yet to manage it, nor did I need insulin. Rather she talked about nutrition and balance. She said she wanted to re-test my H1C again in June (which spans your blood sugar levels over a 3 month time period). She didn't say anything that made me feel labeled or scared. And she did NOT mention a thing about weight much to my relief. In fact she told me if I wanted to eat cake I should. (well, she's just the best !)

She gave me blood sugar test strips, a lancet and a monitor. Scott and I have …let's just say…"convenient" fears and phobias. Scott is deathly afraid of needles. The first time I went to the acupuncturist he sat in a chair in the corner FACING the wall as if he was in a time-out corner. I do not look at his face when I give blood because usually he is cringing his face so hard it looks like he's going to crack open like dried dirt. Unfortunately I am not all that innocent. I don't' handle blood that well…specifically blood that comes out of me. I can look at blood and feel fine but something about it coming out of me makes me pass out.

Therefore this whole needle+blood thing I now had to do was quite the adventure! I am proud to say that I can now test my blood sugar without passing out and Scott can be in the same room as me and not face the opposite wall.

Progress people!

Another point of progress has been getting used my nutritionist's recommendations for my meal plan. Enter MASSIVE breakfast. Ezekiel bread. And ALL of the protein. At least that's what it's felt like to me. I'm happy to say I have actually become used to the sprouty, gritty taste of the bread AND have found I am far less shaky in the mornings. I can now have my coffee without shaking my way till lunch. Little did I know that a bowl of cereal was just not enough for me.

So there you have my update; ezekiel bread, needles and the endocrinologist. Thank you for all your prayers, continued support and love you've given me!

Needles+Blood=Grumpy Faces