Wednesday, July 27, 2011

After spending 7 hours at the hospital, I come away feeling more determined than ever to work my HbA1c down to under 7% by September. I just couldn't help feeling like I was being treated in such a disempowering manner - I know they have good intentions but I can't run away from comparing the treatment here with the confidence which the team at KKH had in me, confidence which gave me added motivation to really take care of myself. Now, all that's being evoked is irrational rebellion. I never expected to have to go through mini lectures on what hypoglycemia and simple carbohydrates are after 10 years. Tried to analyse why I'm reacting this way, and I think a large part of it is because I didn't really properly say goodbye to Dr Yap. Truly; any transaction, when enhanced by relationship, means so much more.

I suppose it's good news that everything else doesn't seem to be posing a problem...it did scare me to see survivors of amputations. Losing a limb would be more painful than death, I think. And now that I've another huge reason to keep them all intact..

Speaking of which, tomorrow's official lesson no.1! I can't waitttttt!! :)

@5.25pm