On Higher Glocophage Dose for Awhile Now

I've been on the double dose of Metformin (Glucophage) now for about 2 weeks, and it has definitely helped with the fasting blood glucose levels I test for first thing in the morning. I'm not doing so well, however, with the after meals tests for lunch and supper. I've even had some high readings when I've eaten the same thing I've had other lunches with good test results. It's very discouraging, and I've begun to have bouts of depression over it. Hubby is extremely supportive, but it upsets him so much when I express the feelings of depression that I try to keep such comments to myself as much as I can, or, like here, vent on this blog. Right now it feels as if I'm never going to be able to eat a biscuit or have even a small helping of Italian food ever again, let alone a pizza! Desserts are off limits, too, unless I make them myself with artificial sweetener ... and I don't bake!!! I basically don't cook, really, as hubby enjoys fixing lunch far more than I ever did. And I usually have something microwaved or canned soup for supper.

I get the most discouraged when we eat out. It's awfully hard for me to find anything to eat that isn't going to send my blood glucose too high, or get me off my diet, or set off my GERD. We ate at Waffle House the other night, and I just knew I was going to do OK, because I ordered a ham and vegetable filled omelet. I didn't eat the grits, but I did eat the toast, and that was a mistake. Not only did I have a high reading afterward, but the omelet sat heavy on my stomach all the next day. I was not feeling well at all! I suspect it was because of all the butter they use in cooking their omelets, plus it had lots of cheese in it, which I'm not supposed to eat. Next time I'll have to get one with minimum cheese and see how I do. Between watching my carbs and my calorie intake, and taking into account my lactose intolerance and my GERD ... well, let's just say that there's not much left I can eat! LOL!

My knee is still bothering me, and that's limiting my desire to exercise somewhat, plus it's harder to make myself do it when I'm down in the dumps. I am doing the sets at least once a day on most days, and I go for Physical Therapy next week. I'm still losing a little weight each week, about a half pound a week. I broke 160 this week, which I'm very proud of. It will be several more days before I can call it 159, though, so I look forward to that milestone.

My continued weight loss has been good for counterbalancing my discouraged feelings about my diet. I'll just have to keep on being proud of the weight loss, and try not to be so upset about the blood glucose readings. I think I can...I think I can...