Treatment
I step out of my apartment building breathing the same air, as I did a year ago. When all tests showed I was healthy. I remember, I celebrated, most likely with a bar of chocolate.
I can't really get on my case about having diabetes. I know this is a "lifestyle" disease. I worked under serious mental and emotion strain since graduating from College 6 years ago. And because I was in debt, I couldn't easily get out of my situation. Now I feel that I rather have ruined my credit then my health. But I was not brought up to think in those terms. Furthermore, I did not abuse my body. I when to the gym often, I didn't drink and rarely had coffee. I recently switched to a low sugar and salt diet.
However, I was over weight and I love muffins and brownies. In college I could eat a whole bowl of large chocolate chip cookies from Stop and Shop. I would eat them while crying and studying late into the night (I didn't like college).
I did not abuse my body, except my sole an spirit. That's what created this disease in my body. Grueling expectations and deadlines. Reactive working ran down my system to numbness. Constantly forcing my self to work.
I wanted to take two years off. But now, I don't know if I can. Medication is super expensive!
The diabetic educator was a genuine woman who's outdated, but accurate charts and graphs explained Diabetes to me. I'm not good at understanding charts and this lead to some frustration on her part. I got the gist of it since I have a family history and read a bit online before the meeting.
She became suspicious of me ( or thought I was lying ) when I accurately recalled what I ate yesterday (I always pay close attention to what I eat) They were all healthy choices, 4 oz of salmon, low sugar cereal, almonds ect.. I just blame it on Einstein! He couldn't tie his shoes but figured out the Theory of Relativity.
Then the meter. I hate it. My fingers are so sore.
The drama:
The Diabetic Educator gave me meter that she thought was covered by my insurance. I go to pick up the strips at the pharmacy and they tell me the meter and strips where not covered by my insurance. I was out of strips and so I needed to buy them. Apparently they were able to give me the strips at a reduce price under the insurance at $58.
Then I called the insurance company to get the correct meter. They immediately transfer me to a mail order company. The Mail order company said I should request the meter that is covered by my insurance. I decided not too and took a break.
I called the insurance company the next day and found out that meter I have is covered and the strip are too! I should have been charged $10.
I go back to the pharmacy today and they said I was not approved for the strips I bought ($58) because I need pre-approval from my doctor. So the pharmacist was kind enough to work with the doctor to get this straighten out. However, she is holding on to 50 of the strips I bought! I'll see how it goes tomrorow.
I'm glad I don't work for an insurance company. It must be a mess.
I can't really get on my case about having diabetes. I know this is a "lifestyle" disease. I worked under serious mental and emotion strain since graduating from College 6 years ago. And because I was in debt, I couldn't easily get out of my situation. Now I feel that I rather have ruined my credit then my health. But I was not brought up to think in those terms. Furthermore, I did not abuse my body. I when to the gym often, I didn't drink and rarely had coffee. I recently switched to a low sugar and salt diet.
However, I was over weight and I love muffins and brownies. In college I could eat a whole bowl of large chocolate chip cookies from Stop and Shop. I would eat them while crying and studying late into the night (I didn't like college).
I did not abuse my body, except my sole an spirit. That's what created this disease in my body. Grueling expectations and deadlines. Reactive working ran down my system to numbness. Constantly forcing my self to work.
I wanted to take two years off. But now, I don't know if I can. Medication is super expensive!
The diabetic educator was a genuine woman who's outdated, but accurate charts and graphs explained Diabetes to me. I'm not good at understanding charts and this lead to some frustration on her part. I got the gist of it since I have a family history and read a bit online before the meeting.
She became suspicious of me ( or thought I was lying ) when I accurately recalled what I ate yesterday (I always pay close attention to what I eat) They were all healthy choices, 4 oz of salmon, low sugar cereal, almonds ect.. I just blame it on Einstein! He couldn't tie his shoes but figured out the Theory of Relativity.
Then the meter. I hate it. My fingers are so sore.
The drama:
The Diabetic Educator gave me meter that she thought was covered by my insurance. I go to pick up the strips at the pharmacy and they tell me the meter and strips where not covered by my insurance. I was out of strips and so I needed to buy them. Apparently they were able to give me the strips at a reduce price under the insurance at $58.
Then I called the insurance company to get the correct meter. They immediately transfer me to a mail order company. The Mail order company said I should request the meter that is covered by my insurance. I decided not too and took a break.
I called the insurance company the next day and found out that meter I have is covered and the strip are too! I should have been charged $10.
I go back to the pharmacy today and they said I was not approved for the strips I bought ($58) because I need pre-approval from my doctor. So the pharmacist was kind enough to work with the doctor to get this straighten out. However, she is holding on to 50 of the strips I bought! I'll see how it goes tomrorow.
I'm glad I don't work for an insurance company. It must be a mess.