So my A1C is down from 8.7 to 5.4, due to superhuman levels of willpower and starvation. I am now not even in the pre-diabetic range, from the "why are you alive" range I was in last January. Also down 30 pounds.
AND.
AND.
They found what's been fucking my blood pressure. Tick-borne virus. Stays with you forever, but treated cheap. My BP has been low and steady as a rock for close to a month, when this time 3 months ago I was no-bullshit coffin-shopping.
Doktor's diagnosis: I am immortal. I cannot die.