Got some news today…
My sister calls me today, asking exactly what needles are used for Byetta.
She’s a pharmacy tech, but she has never dispensed it before. I ask her why,
and she says she can’t tell me. No biggie, so I go get my box and read it off
for her and get back to watching my movie. A few hours later, while I was at
work, I checked my phone and was my mom, sounding a bit off, telling me that my
sister called me because the Byetta is for her. She says that her bloodwork
came back, her sugar was in high/normal and her triglycerides were high and the
Byetta is what the doc wants her to try. I talked to her right away, and she
sounded much better than on her voice mail, and we discussed it. The doc wants
to put my step-dad on Byetta for the same reasons as my mom. He goes in next
week to discuss it with the doc.
My mom’s biggest concern is the fact that she has to take a shot. She has never
been easy with me taking shots. I was still living at home when I was diagnosed
and she didn’t even want to see the evidence of my injections, let alone see me
give myself one. So, tonight I went over there, showed her the needle, which
she had to try a few different positions to even see it. Then, since I was on
my way home and about to make dinner, I showed her how the injection works. I
tried to explain it first, but it was easier to just show her. She made the
ewwwwww face, but I got through so fast and easy, I think it may have calmed her
about it a bit. The doc wants to go over things with her, but I’m going to ask
if she wants me to go with her, since I’m pretty damn sure that I know more
about Byetta than the doc probably does. This is the same family (literally,
they are family) of doctor’s that I was going to when I was diagnosed, but I was
never happy with my care there after
being diagnosed, and the moment I got married, I chose a different doc.
Hopefully they are a bit more educated this time around. I had a feeling this
day would come, though, so I’m not surprised. On my mom’s side, her grandmother
was likely a T1, and her mother just started taking metformin, though she’s been
watching her sugar for years. My step-dad, his mom died of cancer and diabetes
complications. She lost a leg a few months before she died. However, she
straight out did not take care of herself. So, like I said, not surprised.