But he wrote me a prescription for insulin and I don't have to see him again for another six weeks, so that is okay.
So I went and picked up multiple boxes of insulin and little pen things from the pharmacy after work. Now we need to clean out our fridge to make space for all of them because they like a cold environment.
Tomorrow I go back to the diabetes educator to find out how to do the injections. Apparently they go straight into my tummy where there are fewer nerve endings so they don't hurt too much (that's what he said anyway). And the finger pricking continues, now five times a day instead of four.
I came home and told Chris what I thought of the doctor's manner. He said he already knew the guy (also visits the hospital where Chris works) and that he didn't have much in the way of personality. And doesn't like allied health professionals much, from what I could gather. That would explain the lack of reaction when I told him what I did for a job. I said to Chris that I wish he'd told me all that before I went to see him. So then he said that on the plus side, this doctor supposedly does know what he is talking about when it comes to diabetes.
And all of this cost....around $300 for the consultation plus the pharmacy bill (some of it comes back from Medicare but not a lot).
And in other disheartening news for the day, it looks like I may have to prepare a job application and do an interview sometime in the next few weeks. I already have a permanent hospital based job with the health service but I want to transfer to another area and it looks like they are going to ask me to re-apply to get permanency in the location where I want to work long term. Fantastic. The timing couldn't be better.
Patience....patience....lots of deep breaths needed. Praying for strength over the next few weeks...and a baby that will stay put until it's supposed to come out.