Tuesday 2 February 2016

The Waiting Game (February 2, 2016)

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An anxious sigh
Escapes my lips
As I chew on
One of my fingernails
On my right hand.

Know
It's a bad habit
That I should stop.

But
I don't care.

As I face
Another three days
Before I face
My doctor
And the latest A1C result.

Will admit
Am scared witless.

In facing
The strong possibility
Of having to start
Injecting myself
With Insulin.

Not sure
How I should read
My nurse practitioner's
Response.

When
She says
The results are better
Than last time.

Given
Prior to that test
I had been off
All of my meds
For about 4 months.

And yeah
The results were
Disastrous.

That's putting it
Mildly.

Any result
Would be better.

Given
I'm back
On my meds
(HRT and diabetic).

But
Is it enough
To avoid
The need for injections?

That's
The million dollar question.

One way
Or another
Will be answered
At my Friday morning
Appointment.

Can only hope
It's good news
Until my next A1C test
In late April.


Therisa © 2016




Author's note: By nature, I'm not the most patience of people, as you can tell, with this poem. I just want the results back, so I can move forward with my life, regardless, if I need to start using Insulin. And yes, this waiting is killing me.

3 comments:

Mary said...

I wish you good luck! I do hope your bloodwork comes back just fine!

Therisa's World said...

Thank you, Mary. I can only wait, and hope that everything works out for the better.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I empathize with how nervous waiting for results can be. I have friends who control their blood sugar by following the diabetic diet EXACTLY. Do look into it and give it a try, kiddo...........it can help. Neither of them needs injections. They test their levels daily and adapt their diet for what is needed. Good luck.

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