It’s Diabetes Blog Week – a great awareness event created and organized by Karen who writes the Bitter-Sweet Diabetes Blog. She has put together an amazing list of participants so this week you have an opportunity to get over 90 perspectiveson a single topic every day this week! Unbelievable!
Our assignment for today was to describe a day in the life of diabetes. I noticed on Twitter last night (Sunday) that a lot of people were having trouble coming up with what to write. I was relieved to find out I wasn’t the only one. I think part of the problem was that we may have felt pressure to write about a ‘typical’ day with diabetes so that anyone who is reading our post can relate. There is only one problem with that – there is no typical day with diabetes! 🙂
So instead of telling you about a typical day, I will tell you about the randomness that was yesterday.
I guess you could say that the ‘day’ started with my last blood glucose check before I went to bed. At 1:45 am, I rang in at 69 mg/dL. At many other times of day, I may have ‘played it by ear’ depending on how much insulin I had on board or how close it was to a meal time. Considering this was as I was headed to bed, I had to do something. Like it or not, I treated it with a peanut butter Twix that I dosed for all except about .2 units of the recommended dose and went to sleep.
My pump started beeping at me – well vibrating actually – before I went to bed that the reservoir was almost empty. Perhaps I rely too much on the 20 or so units I know I have after the pump reads empty, but I ignored it and planned to refill it in the morning.
I woke up at about 9:40 to get ready to go to church. It was one of those mornings that nothing goes right – all horrible excuses but I couldn’t find anything to wear, the person I was going with overslept, I would have to pay for parking and I didn’t have enough cash, etc – so I didn’t end up actually going. I also apparently did not check my blood sugar this morning until 11:14 am, at which point I was 140 mg/dL.
I refilled my pump and ate breakfast. I was supposed to meet people for lunch at Panera at 12:30, so eating at 11:15 was not ideal. I knew I would probably only be on the peak of my post-breakfast high by the time I sat down for lunch but I was so hungry I knew I couldn’t wait any longer to eat.
Just as I predicted, when I sat down with my lunch at Panera at 1:03 pm, I was 221 mg/dL. According to the bolus wizard, I still had almost exactly the right amount of active insulin left to correct the high, so I basically just dosed for my lunch. I had a ham and swiss sandwich on rye and a small bowl of the mac and cheese. I don’t eat mac and cheese anymore because pasta, diabetes, and I just don’t get along but I just can’t seem to resist it at Panera.
It always seems like the to-do list is longer than the weekend, and this weekend was no exception. It is a friend’s birthday today, so I was on the hunt for her present. There were a few stores around the lunch place, so I started there and eventually ended up down the road at Target. Doesn’t everything end up at Target?! 🙂
I am going to be totally honest with you now. I probably should have used my meter in between running all my errands, but I ‘felt fine’ so I didn’t. My next blood glucose check was not until 5:27 last night, and I was 123 mg/dL. A great result – but there should have been at least one test between 1 pm and 5 pm, considering how much driving I was doing. I had planned to have a little snack at that point (have no food in the house so needed to grocery shop before dinner) but I got distracted and forgot.
My next result was only 30 minutes later. I had finally decided to have a snack and was a little curious to see if I was ‘up’ or ‘down’ from the last time. My meter showed 142 mg/dL, which could have been about 20 points higher than my previous test, but based on the horrible standards in meter accuracy, it could have been almost essentially the same number.
I had a friend coming over around 8 pm to pick up a gift I found for her today while I was birthday shopping. She is leaving the country to go on a trip similar to my Haiti trip, but she won’t be back until June. I found a great journal with a map of the world on the cover in the clearance section of Anthropologie, and I knew I had to get it for her.
Anyway, I gave myself from 6 – 8 pm to clean up the disaster that is my apartment. That included transferring months of ‘sharps’ I had been storing in a grocery bag on my dresser into a sharps container hung on the wall in the common lounge of my living area. It was empty when I started, and I have to remember to call them tomorrow to tell them it is full. Oops!
I ended up talking a while to the friend who came over and then spent over an hour talking to my mom about some craziness that is going on at my work. When I finally hung up with her it was after 11 pm. Did you notice I never mentioned going to the grocery store or having dinner? That’s because I hadn’t done either yet.
I thought about whether or not it was too late to eat. I have about 5 pounds or so that I am always trying to lose, and eating so close to bedtime is not a good idea for weight loss. I decided to check my blood sugar to see if that would have an impact on my decision. When I found out it was 72 mg/dL, I knew I would have to eat something. I ended up getting some fast food – a decision I will probably regret tomorrow.
I sat down a little after midnight to finally start writing this post, officially ending this day with diabetes.
So – that was my day with diabetes. A day unlike any other. But, really, aren’t they all?!
P.S. Did you notice I never used the ‘t’ word (test) in this post. You can fail a ‘test’, but you can never fail a blood glucose ‘check’ or ‘assessment’. Remember not why, but what now?