I'm home. I'm on stronger drugs, so now I'm loopy and in pain. If the meds are working, then I'm real glad they aren't any stronger. The Family Practice doctor at the hospital tried to get me a pain management doc while I was there, but they were all focussed on getting out of work for the three day weekend. The doc was quite pissed; he nearly swore in my presence,. he was so angry.
And while my thyroid is fine, my A1C is 7. I'd think that would mean a second test in a few weeks, because the level was right at the cutoff. No, the hospital declared me diabetic and refused to feed me most of what I wanted. I couldn't even get a glass of Gatorade for my cottonmouth from the pain drugs.
I'm home, and if I don't move, it doesn't hurt too much. If the pain is in fact being reduced by the meds, I would be screaming.
Now to catch up on Email.
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