They wanted me back at UCLA to see an endocrinologist. We didn't have it in us to drive again back and forth to WLA. So we made our own appointment with my primary doctor. Baba called up our doctor that we used to see when we were living here before. She is so, so nice... She fit me in despite her very full schedule of appointments. We really liked her before and it was good to see her again. She prescribed me some insulins to regulate my sugar levels. They've been in the ridiculous range of four to five hundreds. When I finally read about the effects of high sugar I started to understand why I've been feeling so incredibly awful. Or as Baba would describe as nearly comatose. How could I forget, I've been through this before plenty of times. I guess it's just been a while.
I found it quite funny that the little half human body had it's liver outside of it sitting on the counter. It was like that without us touching it and I've never seen that before, it's always intact when I do. So strange and made me laugh.
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