My doctor is pretty gentle about my a1c results -- and I think she decided arguing against carbs wasn't worth it, given my job at the bakery -- but she's also quick to remind me to exercise me and eat as sensibly as I can. She's also not shy about adding more meds, which always makes me feel stupid and useless. I know I could do without the supplemental one if I tried harder, but night is my downfall.

During the day I'm generally fine -- healthy breakfast and lunch, and relatively few snacks -- and I'm even pretty good about dinner. But once I'm settled on the sofa, I wind up getting into the chocolate or the chips, and it always feels like my reward for a good day. Which defeats the purpose entirely, of course.

And exercising ... I don't know. I know I could and should, but when I have a free morning, the idea of walking or going to the Y just seems like so much effort. Which is partly depression and partly being so out of shape that sometimes walking the dog is an effort.

In short, blah. Wishing you an easy appointment, sj.

shrift, here's hoping it's a much easier day for you.

Happy birthday to Sox and to sarameg, both of which I completely missed! (Sorry!)

Laura, sorry, that part of my post should have been in Bitches. Oops.

I'm in the waiting room. I'm going to attempt to get myself a healthy lunch after this since ltc is with the Inlaws for the afternoon.

Thank you for the ~ma everyone. The logjam is finally starting to clear. I'm not completely in the clear quite yet, but at least there is some forward momentum.

Good to hear. We'll keep the ~ma coming anyway!

A belated happy birthday, sox!

I haven't been for a physical in more than 2 years. I should do that, but I don't wanna hear what they're going to say. ~ma for everyone who's dealing with the same.

The powder thing is new, and went into effect on June 30th. [link] Electronics have been since last year, but I haven't been hit with that requirement domestically yet. It's fairly standard internationally. It's all still security theatre.

Shir, that's awesome. What a lovely memory to create.

meara, I'm dreading the same thing with my parents. I'm sorry you and your sister have to deal with this.

shrift is my sister in ridiculous 12+ hour days. I'd really like a tiny break in the workflow, so I'm not always eating lunch at 3 pm.

Continued cash-flow~ma to ND, and thesis~ma to Pix!

I have 3 months to start improving my health or my doc is going to throw a bunch more pills at me. Yay?

This flight is surprisingly indifferent to the World Cup.

The Wimbledon men's quarterfinals are amazeballs.

This migraine is so bad that I came to urgent care (piercing, you let me down), and the front desk staff was so awful to me that I lost it and started sobbing in the waiting room. Fuck these motherfuckers. I'm waiting to get a shot, and when I get back to a keyboard (instead of my phone), I'll explain why they're a bunch of assholes here.

The doctor was very kind (possibly because I'm still crying), but the rest of these shitheads can get bent. I hope this place gets sucked into a black hole (after I leave) (and after the doctor leaves, because he was nice).

Definitely emailing the parent company of this place when I get back to a keyboard (which makes me worry that I'm the "Let me speak to your manager" lady but they made me sob in the middle of the waiting room, so, you know, I'm okay giving feedback to the parent company).