Thursday, July 23, 2009

My world changes.

The phone rings, and it is Dr. W. She asks me if I am driving, where I am and if I am in a 'safe place'. What kind of question is that? You know it is not going to be a good phone call when the Doc starts off with this.

I "have some issues". My Liver is not working correctly, normal triglycerides are in the 100 range, mine are 1,200. My blood sugars are up, in fact,, you are Diabetic. But we need to get your liver working again, first. This is really dangerous.

She wants me to go back to the GI Doc, and finish getting the tapeworms out. This is 1st priority.
She tells me to (if I can) cut meat, and alcohol out of my diet. And, if I am smoking, I need to be on a program to quit. Wonderful. Have not had beef, pork, or chicken since I was 11. As an active Mormon, I do not drink or smoke.

When the phrase "you have diabetes" is not the worst part of a Doctor phone call, You know it was a pretty crappy phone call.

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