After being bounced around as to what process to follow, I finally called our disability services number regarding the strike situation. The lady was really nice and took down all the information that I wanted. I got a claim number and squeezed in an appointment with my endo at the last minute.
My endo does not seem worried about getting the accommodations that I request. And he didn’t seem to agree with me that being in Detroit would be bad. From his perspective, I handle everything pretty well and don’t really need to be close to them. From my perspective, this makes me nervous. Although, my endo did mention the name of an endo he knows in Detroit that’s pretty good, so at least I would have that.
I’m really scared about the whole situation and I hope it gets resolved to my satisfaction. Things are in motion, so all I can do now is wait.
While I was at my endo’s office for the strike stuff, they also did an A1c. I wasn’t really due for one, but I was curious since I’ve been on the Dexcom for a few months now. It came back a disappointing 6.1%. Now, I know that is still a great number, but it broke my sub-6 streak. My endo thinks that this is a “better” A1c because with Charlie, I have fewer lows. So my overall control is better (less swings), but it results in a slightly higher A1c. I know I should be happy, but after a 5.5 just 2 months ago, I still feel like a failure.
There are a lot of things going on in my world right now (as somewhat indicated by the above 2 sections) and it’s getting really hard to manage. Too much stuff, not enough support. Too many unknowns and no good solutions.
My mom had/has depression, and diabetics are more likely to have depression, so I’ve got 2 things going against me. I refuse to take medication, and I already see a therapist, so I’m not sure what else I can do to get out of this funk. How do I, as a perfectionist, let things go and allow it to be okay?