My Face Was Red. Way Past Humiliation. Humiliation was not my goal. But it happened anyway. I remember it so clear. I had a handful of papers stuffed in the top of my purse. There was a current medlist, the last two sets of lab work. Oh, yes - several sheets that made up my food journal. The list of surgeries (I have the scars to prove them!) and some other papers the new doctor wanted. Diabetes mellitus is not my friend! Neither was where I parked outside the.
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