And some insulin. I don't have to take it unless my fasting blood sugar is over 200 in the morning/2 hours after the big meal of the day, but it's in the fridge and the needles are in the cabinet. Already stuck myself with 2 units today, since at 4:30 my glucose was 240. The doctor made a point of telling me that insulin isn't just used in end-stage diabetes treatment any more; apparently if I wind up in the hospital for some reason, they'll discontinue the oral meds and just go to insulin shots. The whole point of this particular vial is to get my blood sugar back to normal so it doesn't set off more infections, which can (and apparently has) happen if the blood sugar numbers are too high.
So once this is posted, I'm going to drink an assload of water to go with the antibiotics, take a couple of Tylenol for the occasional shooting pains, and go to bed for at least 10 hours, perchance to sleep; tomorrow will be spent mostly in a horizontal permission as the doctor ordered.
*Fuck Reston and their community sign standards anyway. Dictatorial pricks. (Yes, I realize this makes me a miserable PUD knocker.)