This country is a cesspool of sociopaths. As you are well aware, unless you're being willfully obtuse, things are going very poorly for anyone who is not a straight white male. Fascism is running rampant, and getting worse by the day, fueled by our own government. I want out, I mean OUT of this fucking insane country. But it doesn't take much research to learn that disabled poor people are not allowed to move. We're sitting ducks awaiting the next inevitable roast by the Nazi-in-Chief.
Outside of an extremely unexpected windfall of money, there is little chance of me surviving the next three years, but I guess I'll keep trying.
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In other news, someone is still continuously attempting to hack my ugottafriend account, and quite frankly it's getting on my nerves a little. If that was your goal, congratulations on making me mildly annoyed, although I haven't lost any sleep over it, so I guess you'll have to fuck off and bother somebody else.
My recent labs at the doctor's office were bad, and for the first time we discussed what I need to do to turn things around. My cholesterol and triglycerides are almost 500, and my A1C is a LITTLE high, but I'm not officially diabetic yet and hopefully won't be. My goal is to simply push it back 0.5 points into "normal." It's going to be a long-term effort, but I hope to see better numbers when I return for labs in February. My weight remains in the 170s, as it usually is, with a goal of 155.
I will consider going over my list of medications in another post. I realize I don't talk about HKPP much anymore, and a big reason for that is I'm no longer involved in the support groups. I haven't been for a long time. I admittedly don't like being around many people, but I especially dislike people who act elitist. I remove any and all support when the ugly comes out, no matter what the community is or how much they've helped me. I have proven this over and OVER throughout my life, and I will continue to as necessary. Integrity matters.
I live in spite of the people who have disappointed me, including myself, who disappoints me fairly often. C'est la vie. We carry on.
