Returned to the doctors yesterday to order a repeat prescription. The man at the front of the queue said he urgently needed to make an appointment. The receptionist said there weren't any for two weeks so he said "forget it," and stormed out. Not that urgent, then.
Woke up and tested my blood sugar - a perfect 10.0 to start the day. Well, not perfect as I'm aiming for below seven. Ate two imitation Weetabix (Tesco own brand) for breakfast and set off for the diabetes clinic, where I had an appointment at 8am. We talked about Sir Steve Redgrave, who also has diabetes, and managed to win five Olympic golds. I walked home from the clinic in 15 minutes flat. Got to start somewhere.