"I noticed that you're diabetic," D. said looking over the patient information form as I was nursing the flu-shot-injection-site on my right arm.

"Yes," I said. Geez, I thought to myself, that's usually one of the first things I mention in a situation like this. I can't believe I didn't say anything up front. Could have been because I was the last in my family of five to go and I was busy comforting my children. (No. 2 volunteered to go first!) Interestingly, I wasn't looking forward to the shot. Actually kind of dreading it. I knew it was going to hurt. I've almost passed out in years past from shots in my arm. It's not the injection, it's the medicine -- it stings.

Anyway. So D said that I might notice a slight elevation in my blood sugars for a few days following the flu shot. It made total sense because a virus was being introduced into my body. And I thought I could handle a slight elevation.

But here I am four days later and still experiencing stupidly high sugars. I mean STUPIDLY high sugars, complete with resistance. It's so not fun. So high that I was almost afraid to share them with the Dexcom rep.

Nontheless, I know it will pass and hope that I'll be protected from the nastiness that is the flu. No. 2 and No. 3 were sick enough last winter that we went to the ER where the doctor said he would be surprised if they didn't have the flu. They didn't, but can you imagine how they looked and felt?

Although I'm young and mostly healthy, that doesn't exclude me from the complications that can come with the flu. I must admit to not getting the flu shot every year, but knowing what just the shot is doing to me makes me want to avoid getting the real thing at all costs.

Go get your flu shots, people!