The Struggle.

It was my office week and it was terrible. I could not sleep for the life of me. Tuesday I came in with 3 hours of sleep. How do you think I functioned. Everything was super bright and my head was in a fog. I barely made it. I was the model example of exhaustion. I’m tired all the time. It also appears all my coworkers are suffering from sleep disorders. My boss is doing a sleep study as we speak. Yvette suggest I do the same. My latest problem isn’t going to sleep but waking up around 2am and not going back to sleep.

After many failed attempts at trying to get a Dexcon glucose monitoring device my good friend Yvette badgered me into taking the action upon myself. She was a convincing inspiration. The mother bear in her came out. Boy can her honesty be brutal. I spent about 2 hours of my life on the phone getting bounced around by insurance, doctors nurses & pharmacy. After time spent digging it was revealed to be an error on my doctors office. A code was changed from pharmacy benefit to medical benefit. I still don’t have the device because I need my doctors nurse to call me back. No was was I paying close to a grand out of pocket. At this time in my life I really need the device. I have way to many swings and my A1C is a disgrace. Mud.