Tuesday, April 30, 2019

May 2019

May 2019

My first MD told me to test my blood sugar twice a day, two days a week.
 I choose Tuesday and Thursday.
 AM is immediately after getting out of bed.
 PM is two hours after "fork down" at the end of my evening meal.

Day  Date  AM    PM

Wed    1  ---   ---  
Thu    2   87    73  
Fri    3  ---   ---  
Sat    4  ---   ---  
Sun    5  ---   ---  
Mon    6  ---   ---  
Tue    7   94   185 
Wed    8  ---   ---  
Thu    9   97   182  
Fri   10  ---   ---  
Sat   11  ---   ---  
Sun   12  ---   ---  
Mon   13  ---   ---  
Tue   14  -80   131  
Wed   15  ---   ---  
Thu   16   86   203
Fri   17  ---   ---  
Sat   18  ---   ---  
Sun   19  ---   ---  
Mon   20  ---   ---  
Tue   21   94   108 
Wed   22  ---   ---  
Thu   23  -83   136  
Fri   24  ---   ---  
Sat   25  ---   ---  
Sun   26  ---   ---  
Mon   27  ---   ---  
Tue   28  ---   ---  
Wed   29  ---   ---  
Thu   30  ---   ---  
Fri   31  ---   ---  

Monday, April 15, 2019

lessons learnt from my brother's death

On 10 December 2009, about 1:10 am, my youngest brother Charles Andrew Bell died of heart failure. He was 44 years, one month old and had been a juvenile onset type 1 since he was about 14. (This should have spurred me to learn everything I could about Diabetes then and not after my MD called me on the phone and said "Mr. Bell, you're a diabetic" on 7 May 2004.)

My brother Jim, who lived fairly close to Charlie, called me at 3:12 am to pass the news. Ironically, this was just before my alarm was to go off (at 3:15 am) and I thought the phone was my alarm clock...

Charlie died without a will and had refused to give Jim a Power of Attorney several days earlier. This meant that Charlie's corpse was in the Hospital Morgue.

Jim had a lawyer friend create paper work declaring Jim to be Charlie's "Successor" (not "Executor"). Then, he had our other brother (JJ) and I sign the paperwork agreeing to this, get the paperwork notarized and fax it back.

Jim had Charlie's corpse moved to the Funeral Home that had "served" our parent's and several family friends (his choice sounded fine to me). We discussed cremation versus embalming and subsequent burial in emails and we all agreed to cremation. This required Jim to send us forms to be filled out, notarized and faxed back. (It was an easy choice: have you compared the costs of both?)

Jim then negotiated the Memorial Service date with the Minister, JJ and I. This was more than just a "the brothers will decide"; our wives and Jim's kids all had their opinions.

We submitted ideas for songs to be played at the Memorial Service and appropriate Bible Verses (reading my verses was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. Charlie was 14 years younger than me and I wasn't supposed to be burying him; he was supposed to be burying me decades from now!)

Then, it got to be much more of a pain in the ass for Jim. He had to go through all of Charlie's bills to find out who he owed money to. One creditor refused to tell Jim the total size of the debt without Charlie's written permission; I guess that didn't understand what "he's dead" meant? When Jim stated the amount given on this creditor's bill (around $400), they blurted out "oh, he actually owes us $8,000!"

Charlie had used his car title on for a loan and we had to pay off that loan to get title back in order for Jim to sell Charlie's car. He had borrowed from his life insurance so that was rather anemic.

Charlie shared an apartment with a friend. We agree the roommate could have any of Charlie's worldly goods that he wanted (save for the car). Jim put what was left in his garage and Jim, JJ, my wife and I went through these items deciding who would take what and what would go to Good Will or the garbage. I still have a big box of his stuff in my Father-in-Law's garage and will have to arrange to retrieve it later...

Years ago, at a family get together, I was told that I'd become a "Cautionary Tale". My nephew and niece was told "Uncle Mike" stories and admonished not to "be like Uncle Mike". There were some stories I didn't remember and some I didn't want to remember. There were some lessons to be learned from my brother.

    1. Have a will listing who is your executor! Don't make the relative tasked with looking after your affairs have to spent time with the lawyer.

    2. Write down what you want done with your body and who you want to cremate or embalm you.

    3. In your will, list who gets which of your items. Your relatives might not think your valuables are so valuable.

    4. Have a list of all your debts (a simple ledger sheet would work).

    5. List your email accounts and your passwords, any blogs you are on, your social network accounts, etc.

Having written this list, I realize that I haven't done 1, 3 and 4 because I think my wife will outlive me. I haven't done 5 because it is a hassle and because I'm not sure I care if these accounts become orphans.


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Tuesday, April 02, 2019

April 2019

April 2019

My first MD told me to test my blood sugar twice a day, two days a week.
 I choose Tuesday and Thursday.
 AM is immediately after getting out of bed.
 PM is two hours after "fork down" at the end of my evening meal.

Day  Date  AM    PM

Mon    1  ---   ---   
Tue    2   83   157   
Wed    3  ---   ---   
Thu    4  133   ---oops   
Fri    5  ---   ---   
Sat    6  ---   ---   
Sun    7  ---   ---   
Mon    8  ---   ---   
Tue    9  116   103low   
Wed   10   70   ---   
Thu   11   67    78   
Fri   12  ---   ---   
Sat   13  ---   ---   
Sun   14  ---   ---   
Mon   15  ---   ---   
Tue   16   61    96#   
Wed   17  ---   ---   
Thu   18   96   186   
Fri   19  ---   ---   
Sat   20  ---   ---   
Sun   21  ---   ---   
Mon   22  ---   ---   
Tue   23   97   151   
Wed   24  ---   ---   
Thu   25   84   25584   
Fri   26  ---   ---   
Sat   27  ---   ---   
Sun   28  ---   ---   
Mon   29  ---   ---   
Tue   30   80   160   

oops Someone forgot to take his evening pills last night.
      We went to the Lions dinner and by the time we got home, I had forgotten about
      checking my blood.

lowDespite an evening score of 103, I did not feel hungry last night. However, several times I did during the night I woke up feeling very hungry. I decided not to go east some dark chocolate since I wanted to see what my morning score would be. It is evident that "morning bloom" brought my blood sugar back up to 70.


#I like these numbers but have to wonder if the meter is running low. However, there have been days where I simply don't eat much...

84I got out of bed around 3 am to take a pee. I had to brace myself while peeing to keep from falling over. I then sat on the toilet until I stop feeling weak and was able to stand up. I went to the kitchen, ate some dark chocolate, drank some water and sent back to bed. I felt various forms of crappy until I fell asleep. I was not surprised to have a morning reading of 84!

I was gobsmacked by the evening score of 255...

Later, I realized I'd forgotten to take my evening pills. SHIT!