
So I am of two minds on this one...
- First, with as many times as finding my squirrely veins has been an adventure that ended up with me having multiple jabs, multiple locations, and a lot of pain I welcome an accurate technological solution.
- But on the other hand, will I trust this shit? Oh Hell No. At least not for the first 3-4 years while they iron out the glitches.
For the most part I have hideously hard to find veins. Then for some reason every now and again I find some magical person and there like "tap tap tap... poke... done" and I always try to remember their names.Nope fuck that. I've been asked was I on chemo BEFORE I was on chemo as my veins are so bad. Baby needle and a lot of rooting around. Hell even the Oncologist clinic where they do that every day had a hard time.
So I am of two minds on this one...
- First, with as many times as finding my squirrely veins has been an adventure that ended up with me having multiple jabs, multiple locations, and a lot of pain I welcome an accurate technological solution.
- But on the other hand, will I trust this shit? Oh Hell No. At least not for the first 3-4 years while they iron out the glitches.


So I am of two minds on this one...
- First, with as many times as finding my squirrely veins has been an adventure that ended up with me having multiple jabs, multiple locations, and a lot of pain I welcome an accurate technological solution.
- But on the other hand, will I trust this shit? Oh Hell No. At least not for the first 3-4 years while they iron out the glitches.
This is just like self-driving cars to me. Is it as good as a true expert doing what they do? Clearly not.
Is it better than Shaniqua the 380 pound landwhale phlebotomist that doesn't give a fuck about you or anybody else and just stabs the fuck out of you even though you have veins protruding 1/2" out of your skin that a toddler could hit?
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Nice. I'd love me a G7 for sugar/exercise, but it's 100€ pr sensor here. They last, what, 10 days?My a1c has been going down, first sharply and now steadily thanks to mounjaro. Only on that and metformin now which is great and my sugar has been under super tight control. Still getting avastin eye injections but at the last appt he decided I could move from once a month (per eye) to once every 3 months. Seeing vast improvement and I finished my laser treatments as well. Praise Jesus.
One downside.. I had the dexcom G7 and it's been a godsend. Having real time data on exactly how certain foods affect me has been enlightening. Well... I got so much better that I removed one of the medications that was a qualifier for getting it (glimepiride) so insurance denied them going forward.
I know there are Stelo for $89/month or something but meh.. was fun while it lasted.
I went 235 -> 173 and focusing on building up some muscle again. My ass is completely deflated so hoping the squats start working
I had the 15 day ones but a lot of them fail early. Thankfully dexcom has always given me free replacementsNice. I'd love me a G7 for sugar/exercise, but it's 100€ pr sensor here. They last, what, 10 days?


Good luck, man. Sounds like scary shit, but hopefully those nurses were right and it sounds worse than it is.So im having open heart surgery this mon 5th Oct.
It all started about 3 yrs ago when I was going to work in the morning I almost passed out. Saw black but then I returned. Went to work and felt some weird shit in my chest. Like palpitations or some shit. Anyway that weekend after having chest pain I went to ER, thought I had a heart attack. But nope, they said I was good. Bit of high blood pressure but thats it. They ordered a stress test so that monday I went in and got it done and this is when they discovered I had Hypertrophic Cardio Myopathy. Its basically a genital defect where a part of my heart, inside on the septum grows thick. Mine was about 21mm at the time.
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The cardio doc told me its basically a 1-500 people get this shit, but most never have symptoms. They live out their lives normal. But I guess I was the unlucky one. Anyway he gave me some meds and shit was fine for a few years after although the pain would start sooner when doing shit like walking or anything strenuous. Then this spring he ordered a ultrasound and told me the bad news a few days later. I would have to have surgery because the heart can no longer pump enough blood, its like a 60% obstruction or some shit. He told me that I could wait a year or so for the surgery, it was no rush, but sadly I started to feel like shit a few months ago, more pain, more discomfort in the chest, that palpitation thing. Its hard to describe but you can feel it and its fucked feeling. So I called the doc and he recommended a surgeon and off we went...
So at the meeting with surgeon, the dude explains what the procedure is, they basically hook me up to a heart and lung machine, cut me open about 6-8 inches, crack my chest open, go in through one of the major arteries and cut away the thick shit. All this time I thought this was on the outside of my heart, not inside, lol. Man for the last month my head has been spinning with shit.
But the good news is this dude is a superstar. He does like 200, yes 200 fucking open heart surgeries per year. He told me he does 12-15 of these specific HCM surgeries per year (rather rare). So I guess im in good hands. Still its hard to trust your life to someone else like this but I have to. I cant go on feeling like this any longer. They also did a cath test to see if I had any blockages so they can take care of all the shit at the same time and I did. I guess it wasnt bad yet but they are going to do a bypass too, lol. So if I come out of this Im going to be a new man.
Hospital stay is like 4-6 days depending on circumstances and recovery. The nurses I met with told me it sounds worse than what it really is. Most of the shit to deal with after is the chest being cut and split open. 6-12 weeks to heal up. They now screw in a titanium plate to both sides for stability rather than the wires they used before. And in the mean time I cant lift anything, pull anything, cant lift my hands above my shoulders, none of that good shit. Its going to be tough.
As for the prognosis, I guess its great. Life becomes normal again, no more pain, no more lightheadedness, no more chances of passing out, although that never happened to me. And I will feel no more fatigue like I have been. And this is basically a fix for the rest of my life. There might be a slight chance I get stuck with a pacemaker, he told me its like 5% chance. But I guess this is no big deal.
So wish me luck fellas.

So I am of two minds on this one...
- First, with as many times as finding my squirrely veins has been an adventure that ended up with me having multiple jabs, multiple locations, and a lot of pain I welcome an accurate technological solution.
- But on the other hand, will I trust this shit? Oh Hell No. At least not for the first 3-4 years while they iron out the glitches.
Yeah I was in shock at first. The doc is like were sheduling this for Oct 5 while I was in the office, I thought I had more time, lol. I guess I went through the whole 5 steps of grief in the last month. And now im at the acceptance part. IT is what it is. Either way im fucked and this is the only way out.Good luck, man. Sounds like scary shit, but hopefully those nurses were right and it sounds worse than it is.
Oh, almost forgot: if it doesn't work, can I have your stuff?Yeah I was in shock at first. The doc is like were sheduling this for Oct 5 while I was in the office, I thought I had more time, lol. I guess I went through the whole 5 steps of grief in the last month. And now im at the acceptance part. IT is what it is. Either way im fucked and this is the only way out.

You disgusting ghoulish monster.Oh, almost forgot: if it doesn't work, can I have your stuff?
I have the same thing but mine is milder. My figuring it out moment was when I had a cardiac arrest. I quoted that part because looking back it should have been obvious to the many medical professionals whom i had told about symptoms related to it in the past. Even as a teenager I remember mostly blacking out during those sprinting drills coaches ran at the end of practices. When you're a kid you just figure everyone feels the same.It all started about 3 yrs ago when I was going to work in the morning I almost passed out. Saw black but then I returned.
