Yesterday, I was so excited about the petition getting approved and only been a class and a week from graduating. Today, I had a doctor’s visit to follow up for the problems I had at GenCon and a checkpoint on the pre-diabetes thing.

105.

I ended up not eating before I got there so I had a fasting blood sugar. Their little prick test put me at 105. Which is very good news since I was 137 the last one (which was a fluke) and around 122 for the rest of them. And the A1C test came back as 5.5, which is right in the “perfectly healthy” range of things for a three month average.

So, just to get that level down just a little bit more and keep on exercising. The doctor doesn’t think I need to worry about it too much, but I’m going to keep on it mainly because the fear of diabetes is getting me to change my health. Which is probably the best, long-term thing at this point.

In completely other news, I got my personalized license plates today. Yes, a completely vanity thing in general and it will increase my annual license fee by 1%, but still… it’s cute.

From my first week of Weight Watchers, I lost 1.6 kg or 3.6 pounds. Pretty good, about 10% of my goal, but I already know that I probably can’t maintain that rate. I’ve been struggling today. With food, focus, and everything else. It seems unsurmountable, though I know that I just have to take one step at a time.

It doesn’t help that my doctor’s office–and a doctor’s who specialty is diabetes–is so damn… cheerful about this. Like celebrating the fact I’m pre-diabetic and almost treating me as if I already had this wonderful new disease.

I’m unhappy.

I also had a long talk to their general manager about blood work. In specific, the almost thousand dollar bill for tests that nailed my HSA like no tomorrow. I flat out said I wouldn’t be back until it had a positive balance so I have an appointment on May 27 for the a1c test which will confirm my diabetes… which is what it sounded like when I was talking to them.

Oh well, I can’t really do much with the a1c test since it is a three month test, but I can try to seriously get much closer to my goal weight in the next month or so. I figured I’ll use my annoyance to keep me exercising (though, I was really bad tonight with sushi).

I’m also not sure I’m going to switch doctors quite yet. What they say is verifiable, though I did have a good test and they do acknowledge that it is suppose to be 3 tests at 126 and I’ve only had two tests in the last year and a half and one of them was under the magic level. They can push all they want, and they are probably right, but I’m just a bit overwhelmed and scared at the moment for them being cheerful about it.