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I lost it yesterday.
It was hot and sticky yesterday evening and we had been at a barbecue to welcome our new pastor into town. After having a great time, we headed home to unwind, get some laundry done, and basically get ready for the work week ahead.
When I walked into my house it felt like a sauna. It was terribly hot and stuffy. I turned on the air conditioner to cool things down a bit and gathered up my laundry to do. As I walked through the living room I realized the cool breeze I usually get hit with from the vent was nonexistent. I stuck my hand up in front of the vent and felt a very faint draft but that was it.
I went outside to take a look at our circuit breaker just in case and sure enough, the circuit has tripped.
I pushed in the breaker and my wife turned the AC back on. As soon as it started I saw the little spinner thingy go into hyper speed and then BAM the circuit tripped again.
We tried a few more times until I just gave into the idea that we probably have a short somewhere and we would have to go without it. The problem of course is money. How could I ever afford to get my air conditioner fixed? We can hardly keep up with the bills. Here is another reminder of all the financial problems my family has been hit with.
I was angry and frustrated and hot! My wife made sandwiches for dinner so we didn’t heat up the house.
I grabbed my machine to test. And I thought I squeezed out enough blood for my strip but it turns out I was wrong. I hate wasting strips. I pulled it out of the machine, threw it in the trash, and open my vial to test again. Empty. Ugh, I grab a new vial from my strip stash and test again.
My BG was 395!
As soon as I saw the number I got so mad that I made a fist and slammed it down as hard as I could on the meter. When I moved my hand I saw a distorted, shattered screen and I knew in an instant that I had lost it. I snapped when I saw that high of a number. I have never done that before so it kind of freaked me out that I would go overboard like that.
My guess is that the culmination of things gone wrong really got to me but I wonder also if the high blood sugar also brought out the sudden rage.
Have you ever had this kind of reaction to a high? It kind of scares me because I have never done anything like that before.
I have had similar reactions when my BG is high not to the reading necessarily but just because i was run high. hig BG makes me irritable and I snap at everyone. sounds to me like you had ample incentive for a burst of frustration anger. in our culture many women would have cried but we men are limited in the socially acceptible ways we can express ourselves.
I DO HOPE YOU DAY GOT BETTER!
Georgio,
That just sucks big time and yes I can become quite angry and scream to my husband you just don't get it, even though lately he is getting it a bit more, possibly because he is afraid. ;) When you spew out a high bgs number to a non-diabetic, they just think of it as a number and do not realize all the crap that goes through our diabetic heads and all the physical feelings we go through as the slow process begins for our numbers to return to normal. I feel soooo crappy and then the omg what are we doing to our body. All that crap, and then your air does not work and then the fact that we have money issues and then we get pissed all over again because diabetes is soooo expensive. In answer to your question, I have never smashed a meter, but I have become extremely upset, but mostly at myself for eating something I should not of as that usually is the cause, but then again sometimes it is high for no reason, and yes highs make me extremely anger. Hope today is a bit better for you.
Highs almost always equal anger for me. It's a (not so) nice little reminder for me. I don't think I've ever smashed a meter but I've broken a bunch of other things. I've snapped at the wife a few times, too.
It's even funner when I'm playing sports and the adrenaline kicks in for the bonus high. High plus adrenaline are even more fun!
For me, highs have virtually no effect on my 'tude. Its the lows that turn me into a jackass. Sorry to hear about your high. I know your pain. had my nasty high this last weekend.
I hear you man. Sometimes all the unfair in the world seems to come rushing at you in a few minutes.
Highs effect me big time--I am definately not the same person as when running normal. Whether it is the high that is physically making me angry - I do not, or just the overall anger of running at normal BG and then it seems for no reason I have this outrageous high. Diabetes is frustrating!!! But somehow we get thru it.