Today I went to the endo. The person I usually see, Kelly, is gone now so I saw another lady. She made me want Kelly back.
This lady (forgot her name) started out pretty nice, saying things like “I think you should start measuring your food” to thing more offensive like “If you would take this seriously, you could have perfect blood sugars!” (she meant never too high and never too low. ever.) She went on a whole rant about measuring food and how I could be “the perfect diabetic.” She proceeded to tell me about Tammy, another lady that used to work at the office, who measures EVERYTHING and who’s A1C is in the 5s. But theres a HUGE difference between Tammy and I. She’s an adult. I’m a teenager. I have more hormones bouncing around and messing up my blood sugars than she does. Of course my A1Cs gonna be higher.
Why on earth did she plant this idea of perfection in my moms head? My mom actually believes it! If even a “normal” person isn’t perfect, how can I be? A “normal” person has the potential to go low by skipping a meal or vigerous exercise.
So basically, I now have impossible expectations to live up to. Honestly, it makes me want to give up, because I know I’ll never meet this expectation and I’m not having any progress with convincing my mother that theres no way that I’m never having a bad blood sugar day