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. <\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
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<\/a>. 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…<\/p>\n