Prompt Answer: More Informed

Which topics would you like to be more informed about?

Honestly? My own diagnoses, that’s what I’d like to be more informed about.

I don’t know much about diabetes other than “sugar/carbs BAD”. I know Metformin helps my blood sugar, so does my basaglar. But I don’t know more than that. And every time I ask, I get referred to an endocrinologist that turns out to be some sort of shitheel.

I don’t know that much about fibromyalgia except that pregabalin helps me function at a three to five, usually, on the pain scale rather than a seven to nine. I know I still hurt.

I know I’m likely going to need new knees at some point, for they’ve been bad since I was a teenager.

I want to know more about Autism Spectrum Disorder, beyond people trying to fix me.

And don’t get me started on my bipolar. No one, none of my providers, have done anything but throw medication at the problem (read: me), and suggest therapy. Except I can’t find an affordable, in-network therapist that is queer/asexually friendly.

My most recent attempt at therapy cost me $65 for half an hour, and I was told to medicate to fix my “low libido issue”. Fuck off with that.

Ugh. I guess I’ll be googling stuff in the near future.

Prompt Answer: Why?

Why do you blog?

Well, I’ll be honest.

This blog started as me ranting, being pissed off and angry and a whole bunch of other emotions, at being diagnosed bipolar. But I realized, slowly, that it wasn’t an emotional death sentence.

I’m still me. I’m just me with a label.

Of J and Joy

13,944 Days Alive

$75 for Insulin

4 Insulin Pens

J is coming! They’re almost here. I’m so excited.

We’re talking on the phone now while she’s driving in from Ohio.

I’m going to go read and chat with her more.

Take your meds, folks.

Of Insurance and Insulin Costs

13,941 Days Alive

4 Months Without Insulin Approval from My Health Insurance

I’m frustrated with the American healthcare system. It’s so broken. And I’m trying to keep my chin up, but damn is it hard.

I really don’t have more words in me right now. I hope my friends and family in Florida get through the hurricane safely and that tomorrow is a better day than today.

Take your meds, folks.