It was off to the diabetes specialist today for my usual dressing down. But, instead of a dressing down, it turned into laughs, at my expense.
Dr J is a jolly chap and whilst firmly encouraging me to lose weight he usually has a laugh and a joke as well. The latest test results were not particularly good and my weight hadn't moved much. Mind you my blood pressure was very good so he quipped that at least there was one bit of good news. Anyway, he pondered things for a while and told me that he was going to switch me onto Byetta. A relatively new drug, not insulin, which is injected and is supposed to help control type 2 diabetes and, as a side effect, you may also lose weight. That's good stuff I thought!
I have to admit that the thought of injecting myself did not fill me with glee, and I asked him where I should inject.
'Oh anywhere you like,' he said. 'You should inject into areas of fat,' and with a roar of laughter he said, 'and you've got plenty of that.'
Charming. I'm paying to be insulted, but I did see the funny side!
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