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May. 12th, 2026 05:17 pmiv port did become infected. pcp's office called this morning like "uhhh we got a notice you were released from hospital? do you want a followup visit" and i was like "hell yeah that'll save me a trip to urgent care" and now i have antibiotics
there's a Difficulty with my test strips prescription but i don't have enough brain to explain it
my blood sugar has been over 250 since breakfast despite me being very careful to follow all my insulin instructions to the letter. i am somewhat distressed and have not yet eaten lunch because getting a bad grade in blood sugar always triggers my anorexia, but a friend bought me a doordash gift card as congratulations for not dying so i have wendy's on the way. i am pleased that my diabetic diet not only allows but *instructs* me to eat 45g-60g of carbs per meal, not more but also not less, and therefore i can have a baconator and a ten-piece of chicken nuggets and still have room for dipping sauce.
(this is probably not helping my cholesterol. right now however i simply do not have the bandwidth to give a flying fuck about my cholesterol. i'm on two meds for it and either those will suffice or they won't. acquiring food i will eat takes precedence)
tomorrow i must depart the house yet again and try to see, optimally, an orthopedist and then a cardiologist. i am doubtful i can manage both but i will try. i cannot do the cardiologist first because he wants to put a metal sticker on my chest to track my tachycardia and i suspect the ortho will want an mri of my back, which is contraindicated if i have a metal heart monitor sticker on. (my cgm thankfully is reported to be mri safe.)
i also can't take painkillers right now, or i feel it would be unwise, because the hospital had me on blood thinners as is standard procedure when you're immobile in a bed so you don't get the leg blood clots and catch a stroke, and i'm massively bruised up and want my blood to stop being thin as soon as possible. so i am feeling rather like somebody put me through a spin cycle with dryer balls
there's a Difficulty with my test strips prescription but i don't have enough brain to explain it
my blood sugar has been over 250 since breakfast despite me being very careful to follow all my insulin instructions to the letter. i am somewhat distressed and have not yet eaten lunch because getting a bad grade in blood sugar always triggers my anorexia, but a friend bought me a doordash gift card as congratulations for not dying so i have wendy's on the way. i am pleased that my diabetic diet not only allows but *instructs* me to eat 45g-60g of carbs per meal, not more but also not less, and therefore i can have a baconator and a ten-piece of chicken nuggets and still have room for dipping sauce.
(this is probably not helping my cholesterol. right now however i simply do not have the bandwidth to give a flying fuck about my cholesterol. i'm on two meds for it and either those will suffice or they won't. acquiring food i will eat takes precedence)
tomorrow i must depart the house yet again and try to see, optimally, an orthopedist and then a cardiologist. i am doubtful i can manage both but i will try. i cannot do the cardiologist first because he wants to put a metal sticker on my chest to track my tachycardia and i suspect the ortho will want an mri of my back, which is contraindicated if i have a metal heart monitor sticker on. (my cgm thankfully is reported to be mri safe.)
i also can't take painkillers right now, or i feel it would be unwise, because the hospital had me on blood thinners as is standard procedure when you're immobile in a bed so you don't get the leg blood clots and catch a stroke, and i'm massively bruised up and want my blood to stop being thin as soon as possible. so i am feeling rather like somebody put me through a spin cycle with dryer balls