Sometimes I Just Want to Punch Diabetes

Sometimes I want to just punch diabetes in it's invisible gut.  Since there is no gut to punch I do what I know how... do everything in my power to manage this disease.

There are days when despite my best efforts there will be high blood sugars. I work really hard to make sure my numbers are good but hey, shit happens and my blood sugars go up despite my hard work.

This was the case on Monday. I spent the day running high, a lot higher than I had been in over a month. Finally by dinner time I came back down to around 100 mg/dL so I was thrilled. Took my symlin, ate dinner, bolused for the carbs I ate and went on with my night.

About an hour after eating I started feeling low. Checked my Dexcom and confirmed with a blood sugar test. Treated and waited 15 minutes. Test. Damn still low. Wait another 15 minutes. Repeat for the next 2, oh yes 2 hours. As soon as I was in the 70s I thought I was in the clear but then I would drop back down to the 50s. It was a nightmare.

Diabetes brings a lot of challenges to my life but it has also taught me not give up when things get tough. Doesn't mean I don't want to take my pink boxing glove and give diabetes a big punch in it's gut.

Kickin' D-Booty

As I have mentioned before I am working my booty off to get in better control. Last week I was feeling burned out. After several days of having numbers higher then I wanted for no real reason I noticed I was starting to fall into old, bad habits: eating without testing, not testing as much, ect. Luckily, I was still giving myself insulin for the food I was eating and I was still testing 6 times a day. Nonetheless, slowly I was slipping back into bad habits.

I saw the Physician Assistant/CDE on Friday who made some basal and carb-ratio tweeks. Seeing her motivated me to get back on the horse and forge on.

Last week I was feeling like Diabetes was kicking my booty. The tide turned on Saturday. I woke with a blood sugar of 98 mg/dL and stayed right around there all day! At lunch I went down to 65 mg/dL but did pretty well after lunch. Although I did go up to 157 in the evening but came right back down. My average blood sugar for the day was 102 mg/dL!

Each time I tested Steve and I would high-five each other. He helped me counting carbs at lunch and dinner and went on a walk with me after lunch and after dinner.  I went to bed eeling like I won the battle that day.


As PWD we spend our days with diabetes constantly on our minds. Sometimes it is the center of our thoughts other times it is in the background but it is still there 24/7 and it can be very taxing. Days like Saturday prove to me that I am doing the right things and I can do this.

I love kickin' D-Booty!