I just came back from the oddest shopping trip, Buying vegetables and fruits and all this weird green stuff. It is supposedly edible. I fear I may be turning into a rabbit.

And coming home and NOT unloading litres of soda. How very odd.

Other than that I’m doing okay. Did my first insulin injection all on my own this morning. No problems. Called the hospital to let them know what my sugar levels were. So far they are okay.

Oh the oddest thing of all? I didn’t have to go to the bathroom last night. It is many years since that has last happened. I usually always have to get up at least once. Because I drink so much. Maybe I’ll be able to sleep better now. Skinny, healthy, all-seing, non-tired Plume. I should have gotten diabetes long ago!

Actually, I’m sure I did. I still don’t understand how I could not have had diabetes those 4-5 years ago when I was tested. If you were around back then you might remember the botched urine sample and the Cushing’s suspicion. But I didn’t have diabetes. They said. I feel like I have had the symptoms all my life. But who knows. No point wondering about the past. It’s the future that counts. And I’m trying to stay positive about it. So far it’s going remarkably well I think. I’m hopeful that I can make things work.

I’m sure there will come darker hours. Depression. I have that little devil inside. He has been there as long as I can remember. He berates me and makes fun of me and tells me I can do nothing right. He wants me to jump in front of a train or off a bridge or cut my throat or hang myself from a door knob. He is a little bastard. And I know that if I let myself get too depressed about the diabetes then he will feed off of that. And grow strong. And I don’t know what he’ll do then, I don’t know if I can control him. So I’m going to try to cut him off. Let him drink some water instead of my fear and sadness. Garmonbozia.

So far so good. I have a ton of TV to catch up with. That should keep me distracted for a while. Plus I bought The Simpsons season 11 box before I went to the doctor on Monday. Before I knew I’d be spending the week away from my DVD player. I’m going to try to write up the full account of how it all happened. Probably tomorrow. Now I’m going to go stab myself in the finger, hooray.

EDIT: Wow, my blood sugar level was 7,1. That’s the lowest yet. I rock at this game.

I am home from the hospital. For the weekend at least. I have to report back in Monday morning. But I hope very much that I won’t have to spend any more nights there. We’ll see how it goes. I have appointments with the eye department and the dietist and the foot therapist. Lots of work still ahead. But right now I’m just happy to be at home in my apartment. That I can get to sleep in my own bed again. And that there aren’t a thousand people running around, wanting to talk to me or draw blood from me.

I just measured my blood sugar level and it was 8,0. That’s good. Why that’s almost normal. I’ve been told that if it is below 10 when I measure it before bedtime then I should grab something to eat. So 8 is good. I was a little worried that now that I have come home and eaten some of my own food and drank Coca Cola Zero then it would skyrocket and I’d be put right back in the hospital and never be able to make it work. So this was a good little positivity injection. Maybe I can do it, after all. I drank water with my dinner tonight. Water! Can you believe it? It’s perverse, it is. It goes against everything I stand for.

I’m trying to keep a sense of humour about it all.

Speaking of injections, I do have to inject myself with insulin. At least for the first couple of weeks. Then hopefully I can just do pills. Fingers crossed. I don’t mind the injections really, it’s easy and pain-free. But it’d be a lot nicer with just pills anyway.

My family called from Greenland. They have arrived safely and will be enjoying their vacation I hope. My mother was talking about canceling the trip when she found out that I was in the hospital, but that would have been just silly. They’ll be back on Tuesday/Wednesday. And I’ll be fine in the meantime.

Thank you all for the notes. I appreciate it. I’m glad I’m not alone in this. It’s not the end of the world.

Finally, I’d like to congratulate Mr Obama. As a fellow socialist I am thrilled that we are now going to take over America and steal your money with our crazy, European share-the-wealth shenanigans.

PS. I am hungry.