I have the tech (a CGM) that would prevent me from being caught off guard by these things. I’ll be honest, I don’t always wear it as consistently as I probably should. There are a lot of reasons for this, including a consistent, deep desire and need for sleep.
My CGM system wakes me up FREQUENTLY, so I’m always a little more hesitant to wear it when I’m already struggling with sleeping – which I am right now.
Despite that, today I took myself out for a lovely Sunday. I went to the pet store (my cat needed a feeder toy), the pharmacy (yay for out of pocket med costs!), and went on a nice stroll through Target (the candle section right now is DOPE).
During all of this, I got progressively more lethargic and seriously thirsty, so I grabbed an iced coffee (we live in a Starbucks void so Target Starbucks is all I’ve got) and headed home.
Y’all, I almost stopped for a bottle of water. To go with my iced coffee (with Splenda, and I bolused for the cream). On my 15 minute ride back to my house. I was panting.
I got home safe and sound but after getting here and being here a bit I still wasn’t feeling better. And so I checked. And it was 566.
THE WORST.
I have not had a high like this in a long time. I sat on the floor and drank water and took insulin and waited.
90 minutes and three (Yes three!!!!) correction boluses later, I was under 500. Barely, but under 500.
We went and paid the rent and found dinner (including multiple glasses of water and a giant diet soda that tasted like heaven).
Finally, now, three hours later I’m back in normal range, with a full stomach and no headache.
I chronicle this experience for the sole reason of pointing out that in the next two days I’ll be having a diabetes anniversary of 28 years, and I STILL have days like this.
That’s because sometimes T1D is a lawless $#@*! It doesn’t follow the rules. It doesn’t care about your self care like it’s supposed too.
I’m playing on expert mode, and I still have these moments.
And if you are a diabetic, or know a diabetic, I know you have these moments too.
It is okay. We are not failing. We are living with diabetes.
For All of Us Having One of These Days, Sending Lots of Love and Light,
Megan
The Friendly Neighborhood Diabetics 