Day 137: Little Bit of This, Little Bit of--

--that, o'course.

I'll throw this out and see what you think: I am COLD. I mean, as in freezin' cold. True, it's been rainy and damp here, perhaps a little chilly, but my hands and feet are like blocks of ice, and even walking around and my short sessions of fitness and so on don't seem to get the blood circulating. I am so cold that a hot flash would (almost!) be welcome relief. Anybody else have this problem? Is it from losing weight? Himself says 'You don't have as much insulation as you used to.' Mebbe so. I know I get more serious all the time about moving to warmer climes, sauna-like heat, bugs, and whatever else notwithstanding, lol...

I did mostly practical things today: put together a menu for the week, and drew up the grocery list. Got the shopping done, then the blood test. Results should be back by Wednesday afternoon. And the first available appointment with the GP I could get was the first of June! I think there's a cloud on the NHS horizon that makes me very uneasy. Another thought to put in the mental Ignore File.

I hadn't seen this practice nurse in several years, as the other one is the diabetes specialist,* and she remembered me. What's more, she was (shall I say) effusive in her praise. She said she's never heard of anyone who was able to turn things around from the point I had, in the fairly short time I did, and manage to come off the Metformin and control Type 2 with lifestyle changes. I was - in BritSpeak - chuffed! Himself reminded me that the doctor said he'd only seen one other person achieve that, so I really am getting quite pleased with myself. As Marenamoo always says, 'Be ever vigilant,' and so I will be cautious. But it's still a great feeling, especially when people notice.

*There don't seem to be any physicians' assistants here. I would say that the practice nurses fill that role, to some extent. The ones I've worked with have been brilliant, and I would rather see them than one of the doctors, as a rule. But of course they can't prescribe, and by the same token, they can recommend changes in medication but it still has to be cleared by a GP - hence the GP appointment in June. I've been having some strange spells (for lack of a better word) where I get dizzy and lightheaded, almost as though I'm going to faint. It's a decidedly unpleasant feeling, and I'm wondering if my BP dips sufficiently low that the medication is now causing an 'overdose' of sorts. And as my body weight has dropped, perhaps the amount of medicine needs to be decreased. Well, you can see why I need to consult the professionals, ain't?

Back to today: I did the challenge fitness (nearly done round two now, as I'm in week 7), a brief WiiFit, and the half-hour treadmill-with-incline. I'm very pleased with that, all the way around. No, it's not strenuous, particularly. But it is moving, my muscles like it, and most of all, the PF has not shown up to the party so - so far, so good.

Tomorrow we have company coming over, and Himself has a cousin who will be staying with us over the weekend, so I'm starting to gear up with planning meals and whatnot. Some days I feel like I don't know what to do with myself, other days I feel as though I'm swamped with things that all need to be done at once. Ah well. Quiet days - always a good thing, thinks me.

As Kurt Vonnegut used to say, So it goes, so it goes. Goodnight, Sparklers, wherever you are!