I went to the doctor a couple weeks ago for bloodwork. I get this done three or four times a year, checking for cholesterol, blood sugar, and liver emzymes, the three numbers that have given me the most trouble.
A week went by. No phone call. Two weeks. Nothing. Did I owe something on my bill?
“Oh, the doctor didn’t think he needed to call you. Your numbers were all good.”
“Well, I’m kind of keeping track.”
They read them off. Cholesterol? Well… They took a wait-and-see approach.
Liver emzymes, a sign your liver is not happy with you for either excessive weight or excessive drinking or both? Down for the first time in three years.
And the biggie, A1C hemoglobin, a cumulative measure of blood sugar over the previous 90 days?
Diabetic is 6.1. Yes, kids, I’m off all but two medications now. Even when my weight spikes, my blood pressure and sugar stays down now. Of course, I have to be careful. A weekend of fun can throw me off or a day where everyone brings in the latest sweets or a box of donuts can really throw everything out of whack.