My recent Endo appointment was a strange one. I grew up with disappointment and lectures every 4 months from my childhood endocrinologist, so I'm no stranger to the guilt and frustration that often follows one of these appointments. This time around was a bit different though.
When I visited the hospital a few weeks ago to have blood drawn, I had to renew my hospital card. The woman creating a new card for me asked if I wanted to sign up for My Chart, the Web service that allows patients to see lab results and clinic notes for all hospital services. Of course I signed up for the service, so a few days later I logged in and was able to see my lab results prior to actually seeing my doctor.
This a1c was better that my last few have been - significantly better. I hit a record for new lowest a1c! Needless to say, I went to that appointment feeling pretty pleased. It was unexpected, but certainly not unwelcome news.
At least -- not to me. Dr. A was less than impressed.
Maybe she was having an off day. Maybe she was seriously displeased and her demeanor was just her way of trying to remain restrained as she spoke to me about the dangers of having the kinds of lows I've been seeing lately. Either way, we reviewed my data and agreed that this lower a1c was likely the result of overnight lows that often went untreated.
She made a number of changes and sent me on my way. I left that appointment feeling as though I had been chastised for not acting sooner. She's not *wrong,* per se, but UGH. This feeling is deeply unsettling. Even now, a few weeks later, I feel like I've failed. I feel like treating mild lows with temp basals is inviting in a worse low (which is exactly what she was getting at), and I've been reprimanded and sent on my way to think about what I've done.
I spent more than a decade learning from my childhood endocrinologist the many ways I could disappoint a doctor, usually using the twin powers of disinterest and lack of effort. Matching that disappointment, but swapping the cause out for burnout and lack of action, is a strange and discouraging place to be. ESPECIALLY when this time around, I've actually been trying as hard as I can for better #s.