Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

One day at a time…


Fog

The last few days I have been super foggy. I forget conversations, pills, time and even random situations. And the natural first thought was a stroke. My hemoglobin levels have been stable. Couldn’t figure out if it was lack of water or lack of sleep. Some moments of clarity but most often confused. Confused with what we’re doing confused with whether or not I’ve asked a question already.

When I got out of the hospital, my primary care physician discontinued my diabetes medication as my A1C I dropped significantly and was 6.2. However, it is now increased to 6.6 but my sugar is consistently sitting between 255 and 360. What have been I’ve been eating differently? Genuinely anything I can keep down. However, lately it’s been an entire pound of cotton candy grapes every single day. Yes, I’m not eating pounds of ice cream but I am eating close to a half a watermelon and a pound of cotton candy grapes daily. When I feel hungry, I snack on apples, bananas, cherries and grapes – and from a cancer perspective these are all great things however, from a diabetic perspective, this is not the smartest move. The more you know.

I have a follow up appointment on Friday to discuss going back on the diabetes medication. Diet is such a vital part of my day-to-day health. I didn’t realize it but what you eat has a drastic affect on your body. Eating well isn’t just fruit and veggies – but the right balance of them. I feel OK right now but I am very tired. I hope in the next coming days I can right my ship.



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About Me

Hello, my name is Nina. I am a mother, wife, daughter and friend. I am lover of country music, & 80’s love ballad. I love me some karaoke! I identify as hot mess mom. I get it wrong, all the time. On the rare occasions I get it right? Even I’m shocked.

I am a working professional in the field of Compliance. I am mother two, daughter to immigrant parents, wife to a “redneck” – and proud of it, sister-in-law to the two most incredible human beings I have ever met and a niece that is just so cool but doesn’t know it.

I work too hard and play too little. I’ve always focus on the wrong thing and never quite sure if I’m ever enough. I grew up on the East Coast and was a latchkey kid in the 80’s and 90’s – I dodged the sketchy people on the walk home and tried not to end up on a milk carton.

I went to a very privileged Boarding School on the East Coast and college after that. (So yeah that’s exactly why this journal will be riddled with grammatical and spelling errors. On the days I feel good, I’ll type it out. On the days I don’t feel good it’ll be voice to text. I can not be held liable for the things Siri puts in as my “voice”. ) Graduated on a Friday and started Fleet Bank on a Saturday. I hustled my way through the midnight shift at DHL and hustled and hustled and hustled. I knew nothing except the hustle. (As I said, I’m a hot mess mom).

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