Neuropathy

I went to the hospital on Thursday for my 6-month check-up, everything's good, I've still got diabetes but then I didn't go to see the genie of the lamp. However, I did sit down next to a guy and an older woman who started to discuss neuropathy of the legs (their circulation's basically stopped and they have no feeling in the feet). Other than the utterly depressing nature of the conversation, though they were both accountable for their own condition as they spent at least several years each in some sort of denial when they didn't take their insulin. I know there are responsibilities in life, like having children for instance, that take up your time and could cause you not to focus so intently but to not take your insulin is not going to help you or anyone in the long term. Don't think I don't get it...I do, I hate being diabetic, there's not a day that goes by that I don't curse my stupid luck that gave me this potentially fatal disease but it's not going to stop me from doing anything; I'll have to prepare more perhaps but I'll do it. You can't afford to sit about and let depression or inaction stop you from facing diabetes, the consequences are too great. Having said that, the guy I was sitting next to had had such an awful control that he'd undergone a pancreatic transplant and now, though he has to take a rainbow cocktail of drugs, can eat what he wants whenever he wants without having to go through that 5-second lottery feeling when you take your blood glucose reading and wait for the meter to tell you whether the last few hours have been beneficial to your health or not.

Something that hasn't been beneficial to my health was the curry I ate last night. I went on a two hour run this afternoon and I've been to the toilet 5 times in the past three hours, sometimes rather more hurried than others, 5 times; I've got better things to do than spend all afternoon staring at the back of a bathroom door, really I have! My blood sugar was 3.9 just before I left, so I had a chocolate bar before I left and 2 dextrose tablets during, then a carb/protein shake when I got back, which seemed to keep my blood sugar stable; at least to be able to keep up 3km intervals at or just below 4min/km pace. I'm pretty happy with that at this stage. The question now is: as hungry as I'm beginning to feel, do I go eat?