I know that Guido has put out a Call For Support for me and I also thank Sugar for her kindness in e-mailing me.
I am not going to go into a lot of detail. Just to say I had my HB1C tests yesterday, the 13th January. I was told it would be two to three days before I heard anything.
I was very surprised and shocked then to receive a call from the surgery this morning saying that my results were back and an appointment had been made for me to see a doctor next Tuesday, the 19th. I queried why because I had expected to see the diabetic nurse as is usual after these tests and was told they were not at all happy with the results.
This doctor is new to the practice having only been there a month. He will know absolutely nothing about me and my particular problems like agoraphobia and anxiety and as you are usually only allowed a maximum of five minutes it does not give a lot of time for talking.
As far as I know I am on maximum tablet medication. I fear what the next step will be.
To say I am upset and more than a little frightened is an understatement. We still have stress with my brother who is getting worse and worse. Even as recently as Sunday we had a call from someone who had been trying to ring him all day only to receive no answer. Mike had to pop down there. I had visions of my brother being found dead on the floor. As it turned out, he had slept all day which is what he does mostly and had not heard the telephone. We do know for him though, that it is only a matter of time. His conditions are incurable so we know we are going to have more stress and upset there in the not too distant future.
We have had the most stressful four months possible. Stressful even for people who have no health problems. This is the last thing I needed and now I have the added wait until next Tuesday. I am not ashamed to admit I have been crying most of the day. I had so hoped this year would be different for me, much less stress and worry but it seems, alas, it is not to be.
Well, maybe God will provide a miracle. I can but hope.