The good news is that I was up for a merit increase in December, so they owe me a buttload of money for that and for the parking, so August's check will be big and fat. Yippee!!

Ack! My diabetes has been sucking shit. I had the WORST sugar hangover yesterday from the 4th of July. Why can't people stop offering you brownies and cupcakes and not be offended when you say,"No, thanks!"? I woke up with a fasting sugar of 113 and I felt like complete and total shit. I tested my sugars and finally ate a meal at lunch because until then, they were simply too high.

But this isn't the first time, I've woken up feeling like shit, but usually I can't point to my food and identify what happened. I just feel cruddy.

I asked the OB about what my sugars should be and were they too high and did I need the same kind of tight control I had when I was pregnant. I got referred to my regular doctor who doesn't have any open appointments until September 1. I'm sorry, but I feel like shit right now, so that's a little too damned long to wait. Finally, I get a call back from his assistant scheduling me for a couple weeks from now, with the requisite bloodwork and nutritionist counseling.

I just hope it helps.

Ack! My baby has grown! I got on the scale and then had someone hand her to me and she's 15lbs! The girl is HUGE.

She's also absolutely adorable. I mean, Russell had attention, but nothing like this. This girl attracts people somehow. She's a people magnet because Russell was never this big a thang with people. Maybe it's just different with girls; I don't know, but everywhere we go people stop me. At church on the 4th, I had a 9 or 10 year old girl I didn't know ask to hold the baby. I told her no, but it was weird. And people I know only mildly are so enthusiastic. No one has ever been this wild about Russell, except his mom, his grandparents and my brother and his wife.

But he never smiled this big or was this quiet and content. He was a pretty happy baby, but he was always a bit more frenetic than Genny is. The temperment difference between what I would call two happy babies is amazing. She truly can hang out and be content wherever and Russell had to be attended to. It's generally like that now, too.

Ack! The final ack for the day is that Russell and I have been getting along better lately. He still has been managing to do stuff that I feel frustrated with, but it's been better. Maybe it's because I have tightened up on my sugars although, I just ate a few too many diabetic cookies. Those lemon ones are bad juju, I tell ya, although my sugars even with those few extra cookies are 127, so we're not even talking abnormal here.

My doctor's assistant told me today that anything under 200 is pretty good. Considering that most of my sugars usually linger in the 80-130 range, I guess I think I should feel better. But I don't. I still wake up as if I'm sleeping the sleep of the dead. And no, I'm not anemic -- perfectly good score there, per my last OB/Gyn appointment for the next year yesterday.

I'll get my lab work done. See what the Hba1c is and see what he says. I also think I need to get my cholesterol done, so we've got a bit more baseline to work off of because my mother has had trouble with hers. The one thing I had to inherit from her side of the family would be diabetes.

I think I'd rather have ulcers.

The entry on the third was complete on the third, but I goofed and forgot to put it in the menu until today. Sorry for the delay and stuff. You can sue me. I don't have any money, but I do have tomatoes!