After taking my FBG, SpO2, and pulse readings, I rolled over and went back to sleep for another hour (or so). Don’t know why those last few hours of sleep after first waking are so sweet. During my (corporate, 15+) working years, I missed that sleep until I moved to the night shift.
Later, when I was moved back to the day shift (promotion to regional payroll coordinator), I switched my sleep/activity schedule so that I could be asleep by 5:30-6:30 p.m., and then awake naturally sometime between 1:30 and 3:00 a.m. Thus, I had all that time before catching the 8:00 a.m. bus to do what I wanted without interruption. (I was not at all a social being.) When the weather was better, I enjoyed the 45-minute walk through town and across the Red River to the office.
I’d been working freelance for over seven years when my path crossed with Al’s, again, and we started dating. He had quit corporate also, in the (17-18 year?) interim, and was working as a part-time computer operator. When the company learned that he was getting married, they created a part-time computer programming position on the day shift, which grew to full time and their hiring someone else for the evening operations position.
- SpO2=95%, P=65 bpm
- FBG=112 mg/dL
- weight unchanged
- Sleep: 8+ hours
- Faint sound of TheScampers, wanting to be fed and outed
- At the back step, the welcome of rain fine as dew falling from a small cloud directly above
- Breakfast: 1 apple, 0.5 oz roasted, unsalted almonds, 10 oz. Toddy coffee (2 oz. homemade concentrate, 8 oz. milk)
Today, I have an appointment at the clinic. Six-month checkup after the diabetes diagnosis. I do not expect that it will take that long, although it seems they’ve scheduled it as a ‘long’ appointment.