Had another rough night (most nights are rough these days), but managed to sleep some after the middle-of-the-night wake-up. Morning finger-stick was only 115. I had the leftovers of last night’s lovely dinner plate at lunch, and my afternoon finger-stick was 276!! YIKES!! That’s not a good thing. And my bowels weren’t working right this morning, either, but I slammed a 5.oz prune juice at 10:00 and it cleared everything out after lunch.
I am seriously not looking forward to next Thursday. Not so concerned about the CT scan — I’ll just have to lie there for that. But the 3-hour stress test in the afternoon (mind you, I will have been fasting since the night before) is making me very concerned and afraid. I’ve been keeping calm and still for the last few weeks, and then I’m going to have to work up a sweat on the treadmill and whatever else they want me to do. What if the aneurysm blows out while I’m doing that? I did a treadmill stress test several years ago and it nearly wiped me out.
I probably shouldn’t get so worked up over it, but I am. 🙁