Yesterday I had the pleasure of attending two doctor's appointments. Yipee!
First, I had to get checked out for my job at NASA. I had no idea how involved these tests were going to be. After the ease of the FAA's medical appointments (not the process, just the appointment), I was shocked when NASA asked me to pee in a cup, take 3 tubes of blood, take an honest-to-God eye test, sit in a soundproof hearing booth, get stuck with a TB skin test and finally complete an EKG. Dang! Even though it sounds like a rough morning, everything went fine. I will go back tomorrow morning for them to check the TB test and then again in about a month for "Part 2"...dun dun dun.
After that fun, I also had an endo appointment in the afternoon. I went back to the first clinic I tried in Texas but asked to see a different doctor. She was, well, ok. I wasn't exactly impressed, but I also wasn't afraid of her doing what happened last time. I was happy with my A1c at 6.8 (this is one of my best so far), but she was a little scared that I was "taking too much insulin." I tried to explain how I use the CGM to avoid lows, so this A1c is not a consequence of too many low blood sugars. Not sure if she believed me, but we moved on. She also didn't say, "WOW!!! Great A1c!!!" like I was hoping for, but whatevs. She asked that I get some lab work done, so I marched out to the calming waiting room and waited for my pager to go off.
After nearly an hour it buzzed, so I trotted back to pee in a cup again and give more blood. I guess my veins weren't cooperating, so after bruising up my right arm the tech went back into my left (remember, I had already done bloodwork that morning). So, I have some colorful elbow areas, oh well.