Whenever I would ask about my doctors and other specialists about my high "normal" fasting blood sugar, I'd get a pat on the head and an, "it's normal, buh-bye!" sort of response. My new endocrinologist does not play that. I've now been diagnosed with "insulin resistance" and been prescribed metformin and a low-carb diet.
Which, those are nasty, fish-smelling horse pills, but I'm doing this.
I'm juuuust a smidge in the "normal" range but very close to being diagnosed as a prediabetic. Of course further up the scale is the diabetic. You know, where you get to prick your finger and squeeze blood everywhere 88 times a day, give yourself shots like a crazy junkie, and have to listen to ads by Wilford Brimley. Not where I want to wind up.
Previously, I gained insane amounts of weight on a diet. Apparently having hypothyroidism and insulin resistance will do that to you. Now? I have finally, finally lost 10 pounds. Looking forward to losing the next 40 so I can be in the normal range. Honestly, I don't know if that will ever happen. When I was younger and walked six miles and ate 1500 calories a day, I was still one pound in the overweight category. Doctors told me not to worry about it. But they still logged me down as overweight. Rules or something.
I hate those BMI charts! I am still obese. Another seven pounds? And I will just be "overweight." Like the rest of America!
SO sometime later, I'll post on eating a low-carb diet. It is not the crazy Atkins thing you're thinking where people go into total renal failure and die or anything like that. It's still pretty hard, though. You can't just save up all your calories and snarf a pizza at the end of the day. Bummer, it just doesn't work that way.