Operation: Conception

November 26, 2004

a bit of whining

Trying to control my gestational diabetes is like trying to catch a little monster. Each time I think we're getting close with the insulin doses, it's like grabbing the little beast by its tail, only to have it slip away the next moment.

I know that even if we do catch the monster, we can't kill it. The best we can do is keep it under control until it goes away on its own. Or doesn't.

But to this date, it keeps slipping out of my grasp and the chase continues.