I am scared to even write about this because of what happened last time I talked about this.
One thing that I am good at is…
… should I say it?
I do a good job of not over-treating low blood sugars.
I like things in life that have definite answers. 1+1 should always equal 2.
I love reading the book Pumping Insulin because there are charts, graphs, and tables that I can use to manage the math of pumping.
Even when I am low, and my words don’t make much sense, my brain still can manage enough math to know how much fast acting sugar I need to get back into range without over-treating. I bet I would be some sort of math genius if my blood glucose was always in range!
At home, I almost always have juice boxes in the fridge. I guess they are made for kids, but they are also the perfect size for treating a low blood sugar without draining a whole large bottle of juice. When I am away from home, I always have at least one tub of glucose tablets on me.
This was the topic of conversation at my first meet-up back in June 2007. I never should have mentioned it because this was the e-mail I was forced to send to Scott Johnson and the rest of the group the next day.
Remember how I said that I didn’t 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!!
And in classic Scott style, this was the reply –
Did you simply panic because you couldn’t get your second glucose tablet? Or did you say “man, all that stuff that Scott eats when he’s low sounds really good…” and throw A1C control to the wind?
So I will publish this post, but if you read about me eating a tray of brownies tomorrow all by myself, you’ll know why.