It was interesting to read the ‘day in the life’ posts from everyone yesterday and see how similar and yet how different they are for each of us.
The task for today is to share how we ‘make the low go’. I’ve got a favorite low treatment but I also have a great story about treating a low from a few years ago.
I guess you could say I am ‘old school‘ in my favorite way to treat a low. I am not sure if it is because of my relatively recent diagnosis (7-8 years ago) or in spite of it. I most often treat my lows with glucose tablets – fruit punch specifically.
There was a time when I first moved to Florida that I used the little Juicy Juice apple juice boxes to treat lows when I was home, but man those straw wrappers are tough when you are low!
I don’t really mind the taste of the glucose tablets, they are easy to store and carry, and I can buy them in bulk. I buy the large bottle at Wal-Mart and then use it to fill up whatever stray tubes I have laying around the house, regardless or the original flavor they carried. I got the ones in the picture below for free from the last health fair at work but I can assure you they haven’t carried orange tablets in them in a while!
Now time for the story. This one goes ‘way back’
to the archives of my old blog
in June of 2007. I was in Minnesota for a conference and had just participated in my first blogger meet-up
From the pride cometh before a fall archives, Scott asked me how I managed to not overtreat my lows. I talked about how I knew how many carbs I would need to raise my numbers to an acceptable level and I would take however many glucose tabs that would equal (typically 1-2). Well, the next night I had a crazy low that including some pretty wicked nausea. And I needed to get ready for a banquet. Here is the e-mail I sent to the group the next day:
Remember how I said that I didnt usually over-treat my lows? I had one yesterday afternoon (43), and proceeded to have: one glucose tablet (the last in the container), a snack-size bag of peanut butter ritz sandwiches, a DingDong, and the bag of chips I saved from Panera. 30 minutes later I was at 85, but 2-3 hours later I was at 386 oops!!
to which Scott replied, did you simply panic because you couldnt get your second glucose tablet? Or did you say man, all that stuff that Scott eats when hes low sounds really good
and throw A1C control to the wind?
I think it must have been a little of both!!