Everyone has their journey in life. But sometimes you just need to read something that says “Okay, I’m not completely crazy.” because in a trip like this, sometimes you may feel like you are, so I’m going to post at least once a week from now on regarding my journey with diabetes.
So about four years ago I was diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes. I went to see my new GP, and in checking my A1C, it was off the charts. Bad. Like really bad. So, of course, what does he say? Very just matter of fact:
You are a diabetic. Check your sugars. Take care.
You may say “Oh come now, it wasn’t that bad – it was. He sent me off with a followup appointment, but with no tools to check my sugar. No meter. No supplies. Nothing. Not even a prescription for Metformin the grand-daddy of sugar drugs. Nothing.
So I left the office, I didn’t think, I just got the word that my life was changed, I had diabetes.
After I spoke with my Wife about it, I called back, asked how I was to check my sugar, and the nurse simply confused said: “You don’t have a meter?” I didn’t; I explained I didn’t know I was a diabetic. All of this was new, and she told me to come in, and she gave me a meter, walked me through using everything and that was that, as it turns out for me, that was also the last for that doctor as my GP.
It may have been rash, it may have been maybe the worst choice I could have made, but honestly, I never felt more abandoned by the person I entrusted my health and wellness to than I did by this guy, so I moved onto my Wife’s GP.
Now with my Wife’s GP, she was a big “test for everything” person, I don’t personally like that approach, I know my sugars sucked, so she got me on metformin, and it sucked. Hard. Bad. [insert word of choice for not fun that you can think of here].
I have not been a big taker of medications in my life, the one time I could remember (well what I could remember) was after a car accident, and I’m missing about one day of time from the meds I took. So meds tend to hit me hard. Metformin did not do well.
I went through Metformin, Glipizide, and Onglyza all on samples, never finding a med that worked 100% of the time and since Metformin didn’t sit well it wasn’t a matter of stacking and getting better results with meds working together, it was one different one each time.
I hit the spot where honestly, my wife’s GP wasn’t cutting it. Appointments were 2-3 hours before you were even seen, it made work hard to keep up with since there was zero internet access in the bowels of the building – it wasn’t working so what did I do? The best I could.
Watched what I ate, got a Walmart Brand ReliOn meter and strips (which were all obtainable without dealing with a pharmacy, just visit your local Walmart) and did what I could to avoid tons of sugar, throw some exercise in there, and eat well.
Life threw in stresses, life dealt me blows here and there – but fast forward years I hit a snag. My sugars were terrible after getting through some insane months of extreme work hours both at the desk & outside building and fixing up two houses.
It left me with some spikes which led my wife to finally make the call and say “I’m worried about my husband” to a local Endocrinologist’s office which took me in rather quickly for some workups, got blood work and we got to work.
We’ve done some working on things. Currently, he’s attacking several factors. We’ve tried Glyxambi, Metformin (no side effects this time around), Jardiance, and others, but we’ve hit snags with injectables like Trulicity. It affected my mood (I think it was too aggressive on sugars and my body not used to significant lows, acted out) and BCise currently but I think it’s causing more bad than good – so may go soon.
Sadly I did have to make my way to insulin because they felt the numbers were jumping around too much, from higher spikes near 300, but then strange lows like 116! It’s an odd thing blood sugar as I could take blood from the same prick and have a difference of 40 points, so they gave me a new meter, same thing.
This week has been an odd one, and as the BCise has started to come off and I approach another day to inject tomorrow. I’m going to call in and see if they think its wise.
I’ve had a pain in my gut on the injection site and its similar to what they say about the side effects is a bad thing, but as it’s come down to today. With the Toujeo its been in the 130-ish range, so I am going to stay at that dose tonight of 12 units and see if it does the job still off the BCise more or less.
I don’t know if you are reading this looking for a similar story, or help in determining if a drug is right for you/wrong for you – I’m just going to document my journey here on out. Stick around; I hope I can keep this going into a battle end with Type 2 and get out from under it.