Operation: Stop the itch

3.5 years ago, Niya was born. She was cut out (c-section). Niya took a lot of things away from me during her stay in my belly. I wouldn’t change anything! Niya is my blessing.

I lost all of my baby weight. I’ve come
to terms that my stretch marks will not go away. I understand sit-ups, crunches or ab work outs will not rid me of stretch marks…*sigh* but for some odd reason my stretch marks started itching. Why? I don’t know. Do I scratch them?!?! Heck no! I don’t want to create more. I need to find a remedy to take the itch away.

My theory–sweat! They didn’t start itching until I started working out. Heck what do I know, I’m not a Dermatologist?!?! I’m just a woman, who happens to be a diabetic, mother and wife…who wants these dog on stretch marks to stop itching. *sigh*

Can someone…ANYONE, Help me?!?! I know there has to be a woman or man who can help me. Please I’ll try just about “anything”.

Be Blessed
Cherise
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Please excuse any grammatical error’s:)

Doc-Are you stuck on stupid?

 I have a high school friend who was just diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes last week.    I let him know everything would be ok. He said he knew it would be but he know he doesn’t want to end up like his father, who died from complications from diabetes. I told him diabetes isn’t a death sentence, you just have to take care of yourself.   He had his first appointment today.

I sent my friend a text message to see how his appointment went.  The appointment went good.  The Doc gave him med’s and he is going to make an appointment to the endocrinologist I recommended.   My next question was “What meter did your Doc give you?”.   He text back.  “He didn’t give me one.”  I couldn’t believe what I just read.  Why would someone  give a newly diagnosed diabetic medication without a meter?  Is his Doc stuck on stupid; he must be. The  Doc is sending the wrong message–”It’s ok to take your medication but don’t test your blood sugar.” I don’t get it. 

I told my friend to continue to watch what he eats, until he get’s his meter. If he had any questions I will be willing to help as much as I could.  OMG! I am upset right now.   I bet his Doc doesn’t practice– Patient First.  What a shame!  I am so upset right now.  I don’t get it.  I know his Doc has plenty of meter’s to give out to newly diagnosed diabetic’s.  Maybe I’m wrong? 

 

Be Blessed

Cherise

Holiday’s and me

The 4th of July is on Saturday. I am excited. I have a three day weekend! I will try my best to sleep past 6 am, I can’t blame waking up before the crack of dawn on Niya–she sleeps until 8.

I have to be honest. The hoilday’s are very hard for me. Seeing families together, the smell of BBQ and watching people hang their flags…does something to me. I tear up when I see families hanging out. I get mad when I smell BBQ. I get chills when I see an American Flag hanging outside someone house. I am proud of my Husband for serving our country. I respect his decision but I’m not going to sit here and say how easy it is to be without someone you love for months, days or years. It’s hard. The holidays are extremely hard for me. I’m hanging in there:)

Please say a prayer for all the women and men who serve this country. They put their lives on the line for us each and everyday.

On a positive note: I’m headed to Sea World on Saturday, military and their family can get in free…that’s one bright side of the life of an Armywife:)

Be Blessed & Be Safe
Cherise
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New Adventure in Exercising

I joined a gym, not a secret.  I thought about getting a personal trainer but my husband said, “You know how to get in shape, why pay someone?”.  Personal trainer is out of the question.  Next, I decided to see what classes LA fitness had to offer.   Aqua Aerobics, Cardio kickboxing and  Ab sculpting class.  Friday, I decided to try Cardio Kickboxing.  I looked around the class.  I could tell I was the only newbie! I saw a lady, I asked her “How do you like this class.”  She said, “You’ve never taken this class before? Girl, this is my favorite class. He is a great instructor.  He is hard.”  OMG! What did I get myself into.  The music started playing, my body started moving and the kickboxing class began.  I wanted to stop sooooooo bad, but I couldn’t. I felt good.

  I was motivated but by the end of the class I was exhausted.  I checked my bg, the meter read 58.  I popped a few glucose tabs in my mouth. I was good to go.     I decided– to keep going to cardio kickboxing and figure out this whole bg thing.   I enjoy it! Let’s see how next Friday goes.

Be Blessed

Cherise

I gave up Afro-Carib class’s. Why pay extra, classes are included into my gym membership.

Prt 2: Humor Me

I wrote a post a few weeks ago,  Humor Me.   My Supervisor held me hostage until my low (58) came up. I was told I needed to make an appointment with the Endo to see what was wrong with me.  I tried explaining there wasn’t anything wrong with me, but they didn’t want to hear it. I scheduled my appointment for 6-11-09.  This is how my appointment went:

Wes: “Cherise, what are you doing here so soon?”

Me: “Well, I had a bg of 58! My boss/supervisor said I needed to come see you because something isn’t right.”

Wes: “How many times has this happened?”

Me:  “Once.  I was very active at work during Memorial Day weekend.  I dropped. They made me come see you.”

Wes:” OK, that’s odd. They must not be a diabetic? ”

Me: “Not diabetic (I started laughing). Just worried about me.”

Wes: “What do they want me to do?”

He asked to see my PDM.  I gave it to him. 

Wes: “Cherise, your numbers are awesome.  The lowest you’ve been was 70, not bad at all.”

I asked Wes to Humor Me, he decided to send this letter to my boss/supervisor:

 

I am blessed to have co-workers who care about my well being.  I understand why they worry.  Honestly, it can be a little overwhelming at times.  I try to go with the flow sometime but it doesn’t follow me. Isn’t that what life with diabetes is about? 

Be Blessed

Cherise

Btw, My insurance doesn’t require me to pay a copay to see the Endo.  If I had to pay I wouldn’t have went.