We had the first meeting on an outpatient basis with the nurse and dietician today. It went fairly well; he's putting some of the lost weight back on. The doctor decided to increase the dosages of insulin on the sliding scale to bring the overall levels down.
All my energy seems to be going to dealing with this right now. I feel like I'm being pulled away from what's important when I have to go to work. The lawn needs mowing; the garden needs attention. Yet, I'm so tired.
The peas are blossoming. The promise of food to come. I do wish the cats wouldn't follow me into the garden. They always seem to lie down on something fragile when I turn around.