The clinic I get examined at is student-run, and adjacent to the hospital; I had never gotten the results of my recent blood work, and I figured that I might as well kill two birds with one stone. After filling the doctor in, he stepped out for a few minutes.

He returned with my open chart in his hands, studying it carefully. “Mr. Tingle,” he begins, “What’re you doing to yourself?”
My heart bottoms into my stomach. “Nothing out of the ordinary, why?” Just what the hell are you about to tell me?!
“Whatever you’re doing,” he looks up, smiling, “Keep it up.”

My A1C is down; my blood sugar stays pretty even. Although he couldn’t authorize it himself, he was going to recommend that medication no longer be necessary in the management of my type two diabetes.

I have been off medication for about five days; it’s been an adjustment. I won’t say it’s been easy. My energy level has dropped off a bit, and my blood sugar peaked out a few days ago at 138. It consistently remains at around 98-112.

I still get up and work out every morning. I still eat a lot of fruit, I still remain very active, and I still take the necessary steps to keep my body going.

But you can officially take it from me.

You can beat this thing back.

Thanks for reading.

(c) Avery K. Tingle for Modern Magic Enterprises LTD and Nomadic Productions LLC

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The clinic I get examined at is student-run, and adjacent to the hospital; I had never gotten the results of my recent blood work, and I figured that I might as well kill two birds with one stone. After filling the doctor in, he stepped out for a few minutes.

He returned with my open chart in his hands, studying it carefully. “Mr. Tingle,” he begins, “What’re you doing to yourself?”
My heart bottoms into my stomach. “Nothing out of the ordinary, why?” Just what the hell are you about to tell me?!
“Whatever you’re doing,” he looks up, smiling, “Keep it up.”

My A1C is down; my blood sugar stays pretty even. Although he couldn’t authorize it himself, he was going to recommend that medication no longer be necessary in the management of my type two diabetes.

I have been off medication for about five days; it’s been an adjustment. I won’t say it’s been easy. My energy level has dropped off a bit, and my blood sugar peaked out a few days ago at 138. It consistently remains at around 98-112.

I still get up and work out every morning. I still eat a lot of fruit, I still remain very active, and I still take the necessary steps to keep my body going.

But you can officially take it from me.

You can beat this thing back.

Thanks for reading.

(c) Avery K. Tingle for Modern Magic Enterprises LTD and Nomadic Productions LLC

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The clinic I get examined at is student-run, and adjacent to the hospital; I had never gotten the results of my recent blood work, and I figured that I might as well kill two birds with one stone. After filling the doctor in, he stepped out for a few minutes.

He returned with my open chart in his hands, studying it carefully. “Mr. Tingle,” he begins, “What’re you doing to yourself?”
My heart bottoms into my stomach. “Nothing out of the ordinary, why?” Just what the hell are you about to tell me?!
“Whatever you’re doing,” he looks up, smiling, “Keep it up.”

My A1C is down; my blood sugar stays pretty even. Although he couldn’t authorize it himself, he was going to recommend that medication no longer be necessary in the management of my type two diabetes.

I have been off medication for about five days; it’s been an adjustment. I won’t say it’s been easy. My energy level has dropped off a bit, and my blood sugar peaked out a few days ago at 138. It consistently remains at around 98-112.

I still get up and work out every morning. I still eat a lot of fruit, I still remain very active, and I still take the necessary steps to keep my body going.

But you can officially take it from me.

You can beat this thing back.

Thanks for reading.

(c) Avery K. Tingle for Modern Magic Enterprises LTD and Nomadic Productions LLC

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The clinic I get examined at is student-run, and adjacent to the hospital; I had never gotten the results of my recent blood work, and I figured that I might as well kill two birds with one stone. After filling the doctor in, he stepped out for a few minutes.

He returned with my open chart in his hands, studying it carefully. “Mr. Tingle,” he begins, “What’re you doing to yourself?”
My heart bottoms into my stomach. “Nothing out of the ordinary, why?” Just what the hell are you about to tell me?!
“Whatever you’re doing,” he looks up, smiling, “Keep it up.”

My A1C is down; my blood sugar stays pretty even. Although he couldn’t authorize it himself, he was going to recommend that medication no longer be necessary in the management of my type two diabetes.

I have been off medication for about five days; it’s been an adjustment. I won’t say it’s been easy. My energy level has dropped off a bit, and my blood sugar peaked out a few days ago at 138. It consistently remains at around 98-112.

I still get up and work out every morning. I still eat a lot of fruit, I still remain very active, and I still take the necessary steps to keep my body going.

But you can officially take it from me.

You can beat this thing back.

Thanks for reading.

(c) Avery K. Tingle for Modern Magic Enterprises LTD and Nomadic Productions LLC

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The clinic I get examined at is student-run, and adjacent to the hospital; I had never gotten the results of my recent blood work, and I figured that I might as well kill two birds with one stone. After filling the doctor in, he stepped out for a few minutes.

He returned with my open chart in his hands, studying it carefully. “Mr. Tingle,” he begins, “What’re you doing to yourself?”
My heart bottoms into my stomach. “Nothing out of the ordinary, why?” Just what the hell are you about to tell me?!
“Whatever you’re doing,” he looks up, smiling, “Keep it up.”

My A1C is down; my blood sugar stays pretty even. Although he couldn’t authorize it himself, he was going to recommend that medication no longer be necessary in the management of my type two diabetes.

I have been off medication for about five days; it’s been an adjustment. I won’t say it’s been easy. My energy level has dropped off a bit, and my blood sugar peaked out a few days ago at 138. It consistently remains at around 98-112.

I still get up and work out every morning. I still eat a lot of fruit, I still remain very active, and I still take the necessary steps to keep my body going.

But you can officially take it from me.

You can beat this thing back.

Thanks for reading.

(c) Avery K. Tingle for Modern Magic Enterprises LTD and Nomadic Productions LLC

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The clinic I get examined at is student-run, and adjacent to the hospital; I had never gotten the results of my recent blood work, and I figured that I might as well kill two birds with one stone. After filling the doctor in, he stepped out for a few minutes.

He returned with my open chart in his hands, studying it carefully. “Mr. Tingle,” he begins, “What’re you doing to yourself?”
My heart bottoms into my stomach. “Nothing out of the ordinary, why?” Just what the hell are you about to tell me?!
“Whatever you’re doing,” he looks up, smiling, “Keep it up.”

My A1C is down; my blood sugar stays pretty even. Although he couldn’t authorize it himself, he was going to recommend that medication no longer be necessary in the management of my type two diabetes.

I have been off medication for about five days; it’s been an adjustment. I won’t say it’s been easy. My energy level has dropped off a bit, and my blood sugar peaked out a few days ago at 138. It consistently remains at around 98-112.

I still get up and work out every morning. I still eat a lot of fruit, I still remain very active, and I still take the necessary steps to keep my body going.

But you can officially take it from me.

You can beat this thing back.

Thanks for reading.

(c) Avery K. Tingle for Modern Magic Enterprises LTD and Nomadic Productions LLC

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The clinic I get examined at is student-run, and adjacent to the hospital; I had never gotten the results of my recent blood work, and I figured that I might as well kill two birds with one stone. After filling the doctor in, he stepped out for a few minutes.

He returned with my open chart in his hands, studying it carefully. “Mr. Tingle,” he begins, “What’re you doing to yourself?”
My heart bottoms into my stomach. “Nothing out of the ordinary, why?” Just what the hell are you about to tell me?!
“Whatever you’re doing,” he looks up, smiling, “Keep it up.”

My A1C is down; my blood sugar stays pretty even. Although he couldn’t authorize it himself, he was going to recommend that medication no longer be necessary in the management of my type two diabetes.

I have been off medication for about five days; it’s been an adjustment. I won’t say it’s been easy. My energy level has dropped off a bit, and my blood sugar peaked out a few days ago at 138. It consistently remains at around 98-112.

I still get up and work out every morning. I still eat a lot of fruit, I still remain very active, and I still take the necessary steps to keep my body going.

But you can officially take it from me.

You can beat this thing back.

Thanks for reading.

(c) Avery K. Tingle for Modern Magic Enterprises LTD and Nomadic Productions LLC

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