Side effects.

It wasn't long after The Mr. brought home my steroids, muscle relaxers and pain killers that I started feeling really tingly and very, very sleepy. As directed, I took three steroid pills, two muscle relaxers and two pain killers. That was quite possibly the most fun I've ever had while not being able to move.

When I finally came to, my biggest problem (other than not really being able to move without severe pain in my back) was a terrible, terrible thirst. I drained my water bottle over and over, and still wasn't quenched. I had The Mr. bring me a soda every chance I could just so I could attempt to beat the thirst.

The drugs along with my body trying to heal itself were making my sugar go through the roof. Three days after this all started--at dinner time--was the first time since I fell that my blood sugar was in range. I actually went low this morning.

When I was finally able to actually walk downstairs without almost killing myself, I called a friend, who is also type 1, and asked her about temporary basal rates. I had to fight back with something other than correction boluses. The extended highs, pain and powerful drugs were all working against me.

This morning after my low, I reset my basals. Since I wasn't taking a steady dose of those medicines anymore and my back was feeling well enough that I could go grocery shopping, I figured I was mostly in the clear when it came to my basal rates.

It's such a crappy thing to have to do: to triage your healthcare. Putting diabetes on the back burner, or being reactive instead of proactive, is no fun and not the best way to live, frankly.