Heavy weather
Jun. 21st, 2010 10:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sienamysticThunderstorms have been rolling through here for the past little while, and on Sunday it all got taken to another level. I've never experienced this particular form of Midwest weather until yesterday - storm cell after storm cell, bringing hail and wind and downpouring rain and truly impressive lightning and thunder. I like storms, but this may be a little bit much. At least the windows are open (the cats are pleased by this, despite getting slightly dampened by the rain) and the breeze that gusts through the house feels delicious.
Got back my three-month bloodwork panel, which had good results. My cholesterol and triglycerides are all in the normal range, down from levels that were Not Good. And my A1c has fallen nicely - a little further and I'll be taken off Metformin. That idea has made me happy (one less pill I need!) and scared (Metformin is my helpful friend! You want me to do it all BY MYSELF?). And, thank the gods above and below, the more focused exercise has finally started to work, and I've gone down another five pounds. If I had remained trapped on that plateau for much longer, I really would have been upset. Combine this with the fact that my dentist was happy with me and found no cavities, and I'm feeling a mite less doom-and-gloomy about my body rapidly decaying the second I hit my mid-thirties.
The good news comes at a good time, because I've been mired in those bad feelings. My brain likes to go drastic at every opportunity, so I've been moping around thinking dire thoughts about life and death. The message is: keep going. Keep doing what you're doing, because it's working and things are getting better. Sometimes that's exactly what you need to hear.
Got back my three-month bloodwork panel, which had good results. My cholesterol and triglycerides are all in the normal range, down from levels that were Not Good. And my A1c has fallen nicely - a little further and I'll be taken off Metformin. That idea has made me happy (one less pill I need!) and scared (Metformin is my helpful friend! You want me to do it all BY MYSELF?). And, thank the gods above and below, the more focused exercise has finally started to work, and I've gone down another five pounds. If I had remained trapped on that plateau for much longer, I really would have been upset. Combine this with the fact that my dentist was happy with me and found no cavities, and I'm feeling a mite less doom-and-gloomy about my body rapidly decaying the second I hit my mid-thirties.
The good news comes at a good time, because I've been mired in those bad feelings. My brain likes to go drastic at every opportunity, so I've been moping around thinking dire thoughts about life and death. The message is: keep going. Keep doing what you're doing, because it's working and things are getting better. Sometimes that's exactly what you need to hear.