I have been craving popcorn. So, tonight I caved. I ate zero carbs at supper so I could blow them on the popcorn. Technically, my blood sugar should be ok. It's been one of those days though. I've been so stressed that my blood sugar ran high. It was that way yesterday too.
My washing machine is on the blink. I called GE customer service last Friday because it is still under warranty. The repairman lives about 40 miles away that THEY chose. He accepted the job. Today he calls me and tells me he isn't coming unless I negotiate a better price for him through GE. ME? I could have strangled him. I told him thanks for leaving me high and dry. He gave me his best good ol' boy reasons why gas prices were holding him back. Cry me a river, please.
So, I call GE and they can't give me another repairman because this buffoon is still on the case. I tell them that he's refused to come. All I get is phone silence and then eventually a transfer to another department where I have to explain the whole thing again. They approve more money for the buffoon and he is supposed to schedule something with me....which he has not.
Tomorrow I will call him to get him to come to fix the freaking washing machine. He better not give me any trouble. I've had more than my fill will buffoons lately.
On top of this I've been middle man with the pharmacy and the endocrinologist's office about an anxiety medication I've been prescribed. The insurance turned it down because it doesn't have a generic. Both the pharmacy and the endocrinologist's office claim the other needs to send a fax. I asked them both to refax...twice. Heaven forbid they actually talk to one another to solve the problem. Getting the prescription filled for the anxiety med makes me need it more than before it was prescribed!
I've tried to stay off of the anxiety med, but common sense is telling me that weight loss and blood pressure will be helped if I can kick the anxiety. It's one of my root causes. I've got to get to the bottom of it.
This run around has been going on since last Tuesday. They are about to experience a pause in my polite disposition. I will insist they speak directly to one another. I don't work for either of them. Let them sort out their own paperwork and protocols. I am paying both of them for crying out loud.
I hope this all gets straighted out soon. My blood sugar going high stresses me out too and it has me in the midst of a vicious circle fueled by anxiety. It doesn't matter how well I eat, the blood sugar will rise when the anxiety does. I hate, hate, hate that.
Maybe the anxiety med will even me out. I sure hope so.
I feel like I've been held hostage today. No wonder I needed the comfort of popcorn.
CW



