Plan B

For the record: I tried.

My sense of sheepishness about the neglected bloodwork finally caught up with me. I trotted myself to the lab early this morning, only to discover that the information sheet I'd been given did not match the actual hours of the facility. It's not, in fact, open on Saturdays.

Bemused, hungry, and annoyed, though not necessarily in that order, I returned home, ate some toast, and put myself back to bed. I accidentally slept until almost 1 P.M.

It's occurred to me this week, finally, that a number of my behaviors and feelings of late--difficulty coping with the demands of daily life, insomnia and/or oversleeping, thoughts of worthlessness, extreme mood swings, etc. etc. etc.--align perhaps more than coincidentally with the symptoms of depression.

And are we all aware that there is a higher than average association of diabetes and depression? Yes? Good. If not, take a look here.

This isn't to suggest that anybody who's having trouble handling self-care is necessarily suffering from depression. There's more than that going on with me, as noted above. These issues run in my family, too. So I think I need to seek more information, evaluation, blah blah blah.

In her comment on the post below, Julia mentioned the Naomi Berrie Diabetes Center. Anyone out there have experience with this clinic? I've had my eye on it for a couple of months, and I think it's time to make an appointment. The staff includes a psychologist, so maybe they can advise me in a manner that doesn't require my rechecking each piece of information in triplicate. (Though--who are we kidding here?--I probably will anyway...)