I had my appointment at the hospital today. And it went very well. The doctor said that my blood sugar readings were excellent. So excellent that I no longer have to measure four times per day. Now only two times per day, and only Monday and Thursday. So that’s nice. That means a lot less stabbing myself in the finger.

And things in general are going so well that they have “discharged” me. Signed me over to my own doctor. I’m going to call in and make an appointment with him sometime in January, to check up on how things are going. But for now, it’s all good. And no more hospital visits.

The hospital doc I talked to today was nice. Well, they’ve all been nice so far. But this guy was cracking jokes and just very friendly. We got to the subject of my eyesight as well, and he told me that it could be up to 6 weeks before it would be returning to normal. I wish some of the other docs or nurses would have told me that. I knew that the blood sugar affected the eyesight, but since my blood sugar has been fairly stable I couldn’t really understand why my sight was blurry almost all the time. So now I feel a little more reassured that it’s normal and that hopefully it should get better. And who knows, maybe even better still after the cataracts exam in March. That’d be a dream come true. I’ll try not to get my hopes up though. I’d settle for the blurriness to go away.

After the hospital visit I went to the playground. Visited the jolly goats. And the humans too. I had to sign my timeslip for the month. Said hello to the fair Sigrid who was sitting at the old secondhand computer that the playground has gotten. At least I assume it’s secondhand. It looks old and not very powerful. But at least they have the internets now. I also talked a little to Per and Alice about the diabetes. Just briefly. And then it was back out to the goats. Would you like to see a video of the new buck would you like to see? I bet. youtube.com/watch?v=q4NsviPaEs8. He is really lovely and good company. The video also shows what happened when I pulled out a bag of old bread. You may can imagine…

And while we’re youtubbing I thought I’d show you one of the new Smashing Pumpkins tunes that I’m liking a lot: Song For a Son. Schweet stuff. I can’t believe they don’t play Plume at the 20th anniversary shows though. If not now then when?

And I am one of many
many more to come

Like the son, yeah I am one

Today I managed to get out of bed in the morning. Quite amazing, do you not agree? And I braved the bitter cold to go see the goats.

But first I stopped by my parents’ house to help with some electronic issues. And they gave me a couple of presents that they had brought home from Greenland. A cute little seal plushie that is actually a pencil case I think, but since I don’t have pencils I’ll just imagine that it’s a little baby seal living in the windowsill. And then a handsome T-shirt that says GREENLAND and has a nice arctic picture on it. Quite nice. Also my mother gave me a couple of desert cookboocks. Of the diabetes kind. I’m going to have a look through them and see if there’s anything I’d like her to bake for me. Isn’t she nice? She’s going to make pebernødder. Do they have those in English, Desirée? Peppernuts. Yes.

Then it was onwards to the playground, where I said hi to Sigrid the fair and then went to the goat pen where Magnethe was anxiously awaiting treats. She quickly learned that my glove wasn’t a treat though.

And the buck.

It was my first time in the pen with him. He was very calm and sweet. He came up to me slowly and sniffed at me and I proceeded to scratch him behind the ears and rub him all over. He likes the scratchies and the rubsies that’s for sure.

I like him already. He still hasn’t got a name, though.

I thought Magnethe had left her wildness behind, when I came in at first she didn’t act up. But then a little later on when I got up from the bench she did come at me a bit. I had left the squirt bottle on the bench because I thought I was safe. Oh dear. But it wasn’t too bad. She took some swings at the buck too.

I think she’d like to stay in charge. But the buck is at the top of the pecking order, no doubt.

Most of the time she is a sweetheart, and I love nothing more than just sitting there and stroking the back of her head and scratching her neck. It’s peaceful bliss.

But let us not forget Vanilje.

The picture doesn’t really show it, but she was looking a bit bigger I think. Maybe it’s just because her winter coat is coming and the fur is thicker. Or maybe she’s with kid. I’m hoping for kids at the end of the year. But maybe the buck has been brought in because they don’t think the girls are pregnant after all? I don’t know. He could just be there for company too. Or to keep Magnethe in check. The more the merrier anyway.

That’s about all for today. Appointment at the hospital tomorrow. My blood sugar has been perfectly fine, so hopefully we’ll just keep going with the pills and no rurprises.

And happy thanksgiving if I don’t see you before then. Thank you all for being there.