Dentist: everything’s fine. He likes how well I’m doing my dental hygiene. I see him in another six months for a cleaning/checkup.
Internist: everything’s as good as can be expected. My a1c has not risen for the past three appointments, which is good, though I would like to get it a little lower. I’m in therapeutic boundaries but on the higher end. If I actually work on getting some weight off, that will help reduce the blood sugar. I see the doctor again in four months at 8:00 a.m.
Cardiologist: again, everything’s as good as can be expected. My cardiac condition is stable. I see him in four months, on the same day as my internist, at 10:00 a.m.
He’s happy with everything except my weight. Well, take a number and stand in line. I’m not happy about it, either. However, there’s one thing I know. I’m my mother’s child and I, like her, stress eat.
This has been a horribly stressful year with the pandemic and I’m really surprised that I haven’t bulked way up. Not making excuses, just citing things as I see them. I am going to try working on the weight.
Do you realize that it’s been a year since the pandemic shut everything down last March? A year?! 365 days! This has got to end soon or, I fear, it may not end well.
So, that’s the news on the health front. All things considered, things are going as good as can be expected.