Bad news, good news and...just news

I thought I'd let you all know what's been going on. The results of my bloods came back and my glucose was 13.6 (target: 5-10), but more importantly my HBA1c was 11.4 (target: 5-10); this is a measurement of what my glucose has been doing over the last 3 months.

So, on Friday, I was told I was fucked dilapidated diabetic; type 2.

I have 3 months to reduce my BMI, or they start me on medication to manage my glucose and cholesterol. Overall, I have to reduce my weight by 1/3. The chart currently shows me as whale-like obese, and this, combined with my raised levels, place me well and truly in line for all sorts of nasty problems.

In light of this, Christmas is canceled Christmas is postponed until further notice Christmas is going ahead as planned pending further notice.

I still have an uncomfortably large hole in my back, which the surgery nurse recently found was not being packed fully, so she gets to really wedge it in there. It hurts like being buggered by an elephant on speed a lot, but is ultimately stopping the skin from healing over and getting infected again.

Anyway, so that's the health.

Our stuff gets delivered this Thursday. After relenting to the fact that there's no way around paying the £250+vat for one day of forced rectal invasion van rental, we agreed and set a date.

Right now, we just really want to get our stuff. It's a long time to be sleeping on a futon. We also miss our nice TV and blu-ray discs etc. (priorities).

Other news of which is, frankly, only interesting to me -

I managed to pick up an absolute bargain on a roof box and subsequently on some roof bars for the passion wagon Scenic. As a result, we're now fully 'touristified' and ready for any upcoming camping trips! Ashley's currently busy trying to locate suitable locations and accommodation for a mini-break we're trying to treat ourselves to; we'll keep our fingers crossed.

I'm not giving up on the summer just yet, and there's definitely potential for some BBQing in the next few days and/or weeks. I'd invite you all, but no one ever comes round, so I won't waste my breath ink pixels.

Riot has begun her vaccinations, which means we can (in theory) socialise her with other dogs. She's due back in another week to finish that course. She's finally stopped bleeding from the heat, so we can, after a few weeks/months, get her fixed; then we can finally start letting her run around free on the beach.

That's it for now; just an update. Bye for now