Thursday, June 14, 2012


I went in for a routine physical last week and received a call from Dr. B's office this afternoon with my lab results.  The voice on the other end of the line said to me, urgently, "Dr. B wants you to see an endocrinologist.  You have an A1C of 5.9."

She said this as though it were a bad thing.  I, on the other hand, had to swallow back my excitement before replying, "Thank you, but I'm already under the care of an endocrinologist.  I have diabetes."


So funny how her grave news was my great news.

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