Oh, sheesh.

I suspect this doctor doesn't know how to interpret fasting INSULIN. That is why he wouldn't order it.

But at least you are off the dreaded Cymbalta. Must be no more Lilly reps pushing it at him! Cymbalta is damaging to the liver and you don't really need that.

I know how you feel, deflated when coming back from a doctor who is supposed to help you. I know this feeling well.

I don't recall, your B12 testing or Vit D? If that was not done, and you don't want to ask for it, I'd start with 2000mcg of methylcobalamin now, and also 2000IU of D3.

If he is convinced of diabetes...in the face of normal A1Cs then I'd also do benfotiamine 300mg a day for 3 months. See what happens. Lipoic acid (r- form is better) also helps with diabetic neuropathy. So does Acetyl Carnitine. More and more studies are showing up for carnitine for diabetes.

As far as the military goes, I would be worried too. I worried every second my husband was in Vietnam! But one thing I have learned about male children is that at a certain point they don't listen to their Mothers anymore. sigh. I will send positive thoughts that your son remains safe. That is all you can do too..nightly send those positive thoughts out!

You are so right about boys and their not listening to their mothers after a certain age. I try and share my life experiences / wisdom but then what do I know? Like it is my first rodeo!!I guess the saying "a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do" is appropriate here. You can bet I will continue saying a nightly prayer......for all of our troops. Thanks for your help, I will print this off and try the different supplements. Today I am really shaky, I hope after I wean off the Cymbalta that this gets better. It is a huge interference with my being able to work. I got away from the clinical side of nursing because of the PPN and went into management. Now it is making it hard for me to even do this job. I can't quit because I carry the health insurance for the family and I am the primary breadwinner. Just pray that I can continue to go on......... Sometimes I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders. PS...you are right about the doctor not being able to interpret the fasting insulin. His response was "I am not a diabetologist." Is that even a word? I will ask my PCP to order it for me. He is my go-to guy when the neuro is not cooperating.
B12 level was 512. Vitamin D was not done. Will ask PCP for that as well.

Fasting insulin starts creeping up during insulin resistance. This test may be elevated when others show "normal". It is a good indicator to follow a metabolic type diet or The Zone.

Really high levels can indicate a islet tumor, but those are pretty rare. You'd be getting really low blood sugar attacks as a warning then.

As far as men go, I think testosterone blocks "hearing" LOL.

In teens it seems to block logic too! We have some teen boys, just moved into our neighborhood. We are hilly and have blind curves, blocking safe driving the narrow streets. For many years most of us have asked the city for "ONE way changes to the traffic flow" because of this. Well, these new kids, wear NO protective clothing or helmets, and skate board all over the dangerous street. They cannot see oncoming traffic and I almost hit one of them 2 wks ago, in fact (around a blind curve). They also go racing thru stop signs, which are there to slow the traffic, because of the poor visibility. Some of the other neighbors complained to the police and were rewarded by having their homes paintballed in retaliation, and 2 houses had their screens cut too! (we were spared, because we didn't complain). The other day 3 of these kids were leaping off the wall that holds the hill back, and smashing onto the pavement. No protective gear--- and we haven't seen them since! I am sure this is an example of testosterone poisoning! sigh. (oh, and they threw away their cans of Arizona Iced Tea in my new garden at the corner too!
At the rate they are going, they won't be in the gene pool much longer!

(apologies to our male posters.) Every once in a while we drive by the train tracks, or a big hill and hubby (who is so unmacho) regales me with the stuff he did on the train tracks in his day! So even he did this type of stuff! GADS.

Hi.

I suspect the diabetologist that he is referring to is an ENDOCRINOLOGIST. Try and find a good one, and he'll run every diabetic test known to man. That way YOU'LL DEFINITELY RULE OUT DIABETES.

Take care,
melody

Started weaning off the Cymbalta and guess what, well without being too specific, I am no longer constipated and things are getting back to normal. They are also weaning me off because of tremors, I had slight tremors occasionally but they got pretty bad with the Cymbalta. Bye Bye Cymbalta.

I attribute my PTSD to my son, volunteering to go to Iraq! Volunteering!! My begging and pleading did nothing to disuade him and I lost a year of my life watching scroll on CNN. I don't remember anything other than scroll and the monthly box we sent him with whatever holiday theme we did it in.....halloween, thanksgiving, christmas, valentines, st. patty's etc...... It has been 5 years since he got home...... He got spewed out the other end of the military in one piece....albiet with one very close call that netted him a purple heart and disability payments.....and nasty dreams.

MRSD is so correct....young men do not listen to their mothers.

Soldiers are some one's baby.

He no longer places weapons strategically around the house and keeps them in the gun safe.....things are getting better, for him.

I still can't watch a war movie, and this whole thing did not help my autonomic nervous system....ugh. I burst into tears at the mention of anything military.....memorials leave me drained for days.

My daughter deploys early next year for her second tour in the middle east and we will be raising her one year old son for a year. I am in training for this.

I feel for you....I will keep you in my thoughts.

Kudos to you for taking on your granddaughter while your daughter is serving overseas.
I won't ask about the father's responsibilities, here.
I listened to my mother. she said DO ANYTHING you can think of to not be drafted & go to Vietnam. In 1963 I was called to report, but I flunked my pre-induction psych physical. I used my position of only child. Sole son, and my acting skills - to be disqualified. Consequently, I was not drafted, finished my college education with average marks (except in drama, English, and communication TV & Radio) for the required courses I didn't care about.
I was a hippie, coffee house, folk singer/actor in the '60's.
Then got married in '67 & raised family #1.
In '79 I divorced, and in '84 started family #2.

Oh Bob....it is grandSON. He will spend his second year of life with us. Dad is in the picture but will be deployed and has just found out he is a dad....long story. He will pan out OK. This daughter had a rough start in life, coming to us at age 9.....is just learning about consequences......

I have two granddaughters....one is the baby of my volunteering vet, aged 15 months...nicely nuzzled into the safety of well employed devoted parents, nice little home, and 2 clans of doting relatives dating back to infinity....She has my eyes, and temperment....Grandpa calls this cutie 'Grumpus'.

The other granddaughter is 2 and has just moved in with me....oh, she brought her parents, as toddlers do, both unemployed. This daughter had a rough start until we adopted her at age 10....so naturally she was a mother at 20. Fortunately, she and hubby have done a pretty good job with this little girl who has found a very snug place in my heart! Well, ok....they all have. Daddy had to ride a bike to a temporary job today, because my car was in the shop, and it was raining and it was far away in town and he had to ride thru the countryside and got lost and had to go up the only hill in the county with a small bike stuck in one gear. Poor guy....pity the man who has to move in with his mother in law and ride a bike to work. Hey, he cooked dinner tonight too....he can't be all bad.

My hubby was 4F....shoulder joint issues...charcot joint or something...number 108. I do think he regrets not going....I don't regret him not going. He is a very sweet man and I don't picture him with a gun....me yes, him no. We are not a military family....it just happened.

Hubby's dad, was wounded at Saipan....and again at Tinean. Twice before they shipped him home, shrapnel and all.

He had a bit of forgetfulness in his last years and had to go to 'daycare' for a time. When asked how his day at day care was, he replied 'Don't worry about me, I can take it, after all, I was a Marine' lol. He never lost his wonderful Irish sense of humor to the end. Fabulous man. He is my role model for 'in-lawing'. He was the best.

I have 4 kids & 9 grandkids.
Seven by my daughter aging from 22 to 1-1/2.
One by my #1 son, is 22 also. #2 son has a 6 y.o.
2 are still in diapers, one wants to be a pro baseball player (age 16)
and is probably good enough, one wants to be a dancer (age 11)
and competes in local competitions, and she gets high trophies.
My 'actor/musician/performance' genes, I think.
The rest still have 'Binkys' or are still playing with Playskool trains/houses & Spidey figurines and are too young to tell, yet.

My husband and my brother both served in the Marine Corps so I know what life as a military spouse is like. My dad also retired from the Navy after 30 years so I have also experienced military life through a child's eyes. I am hoping (and praying) that my son finds what he is looking for since this is obviously what he wants to do. I am not thrilled but I will be supportive. I keep telling myself that many other mothers are going through or have gone through this and if they can do it, so can I. No grandchildren as of yet.