NOT A PILL POPPER
Diabetes Insulin Care, was all the statement read. This meant medicines. I looked at Tara. She just shrugged. It could be worse, she said. I was devastated. I'm not a pill popper or medicine hound, so the idea of having to take something everyday was new to me. And depressing. I didn't want to have to go down this road, but I was having problems. It all started last summer, when I noticed that I was running to the toilet a lot. I was also thirsty a lot. These things I didn't think too much about, as I chalked it up to the hot and dry weather and the fact that I was always drinking something. It was when I had the blurred vision that I really got concerned. I didn't connect the first two symptoms with the last one though, so I was thinking the worse. I made an appointment with Dr. Clinton, and she gave me a complete physical. Then she referred me for more tests. She suspected I was having trouble, even though I hadn't seen her for nearly 15 years. I went to the care facility, did the tests, then waited a few days for the results. Usually if you don't hear anything right away it's good news. I hadn't heard a thing. In fact, I had to call Dr. Clinton's office. Then she told me to come in and see her as soon as I could.