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I had a very curious and unexpected conversation at work recently. An amusing person that I work with, who I'll refer to as "The Random Talker", will pour out mouthfuls of directionless information at the drop of a hat. I'm talking about a totally un-sequestered menagerie of anomalous comments. This time, however, something struck home with me and we had a more meaningful, if not still awkward conversation.
Random: "Sometimes I get really angry and confused when I don't eat enough"
Me: "Oh really, I know the feeling,"
Random: "I become
hypoglycemic, but I bet you don't know what that is, do you?"
Me- (Sounding like a know it all): "Ya, your blood sugar drops, and you can get sweaty, hungry, nervous, jittery, not a good feeling"
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Since I can remember, I've always had certain symptoms of being low. A funny feeling in my stomach, shaking, cold sweats, feeling tired, slow or incomplete thoughts. Depending on the low, sometimes certain symptoms would be worse than others. Almost every single time, I got this feeling in my stomach kind of like butterflies. Lately, I've been having some of these low symptoms when my blood sugar is not even close to a low. I get the feeling in my stomach, I feel shaky, I even start slurring my words. I check and I'm fine. 141. 126. Even 204. So why do I feel low?
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It has been three years, seven months, and fourteen days since I was first sitting on that powder keg in the emergency room. I sat with my parents as my blood sugar was checked for the first time and the
diagnosis was made. As plain as day, the doctor said the string of words I had never known before that time,
type-1 diabetes.
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I just got home from playing two softball games tonight and I am not very happy. The first thing on my mind is that we lost. On top of that, I just tested my sugar and I was way too high...300 to be exact. "OH MY GOD!" I was mad! I could have sworn that I took the necessary steps before the games.
Let's back up to the pre-game diabetes ritual. "Let see, I don't want to eat too much food before exercising." Tonight, I choose chips and dip and a bagel. "Ok, time for a shot of insulin." I factor in what I just ate and how many hours the games will last. "Six units should hold me over". When I get to the ballpark, I test my sugar and it's 131. I'm happy; but, just to be on the safe side, I gobble down a banana and some orange juice so I have no chance of getting low.
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I just got home from playing two softball games tonight and I am not very happy. The first thing on my mind is that we lost. On top of that, I just tested my sugar and I was way too high...300 to be exact. "OH MY GOD!" I was mad! I could have sworn that I took the necessary steps before the games.
Let's back up to the pre-game diabetes ritual. "Let see, I don't want to eat too much food before exercising." Tonight, I choose chips and dip and a bagel. "Ok, time for a shot of insulin." I factor in what I just ate and how many hours the games will last. "Six units should hold me over". When I get to the ballpark, I test my sugar and it's 131. I'm happy; but, just to be on the safe side, I gobble down a banana and some orange juice so I have no chance of getting low.
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I just got home from playing two softball games tonight and I am not very happy. The first thing on my mind is that we lost. On top of that, I just tested my sugar and I was way too high...300 to be exact. "OH MY GOD!" I was mad! I could have sworn that I took the necessary steps before the games.
Let's back up to the pre-game diabetes ritual. "Let see, I don't want to eat too much food before exercising." Tonight, I choose chips and dip and a bagel. "Ok, time for a shot of insulin." I factor in what I just ate and how many hours the games will last. "Six units should hold me over". When I get to the ballpark, I test my sugar and it's 131. I'm happy; but, just to be on the safe side, I gobble down a banana and some orange juice so I have no chance of getting low.
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Why can't diabetes give me some room to get some things done this season? I swear, I have had more "diabetes in the way" moments lately which is driving me nuts!
So there I was, cruising through the local Target store looking for some gifts for a gift exchange party we were invited too. I could not decide on a fun gift like a board game or go with the décor type like a cool candle or something. Now keep in mind I was power walking through the store because all I want to do is get my gift and get the heck out. I like most guys am not a shopper at all. Frankly, I hate shopping.
As I am standing in an aisle staring at the wall o' board games a sudden feeling of hunger hits me. It was more like famine. Let's just say that I almost tore open the Ice Cream Cone puzzle and started eating pieces. Then the sweating started. Great, a Christmas Shopping
low.
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Why can't diabetes give me some room to get some things done this season? I swear, I have had more "diabetes in the way" moments lately which is driving me nuts!
So there I was, cruising through the local Target store looking for some gifts for a gift exchange party we were invited too. I could not decide on a fun gift like a board game or go with the décor type like a cool candle or something. Now keep in mind I was power walking through the store because all I want to do is get my gift and get the heck out. I like most guys am not a shopper at all. Frankly, I hate shopping.
As I am standing in an aisle staring at the wall o' board games a sudden feeling of hunger hits me. It was more like famine. Let's just say that I almost tore open the Ice Cream Cone puzzle and started eating pieces. Then the sweating started. Great, a Christmas Shopping
low.
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Why can't diabetes give me some room to get some things done this season? I swear, I have had more "diabetes in the way" moments lately which is driving me nuts!
So there I was, cruising through the local Target store looking for some gifts for a gift exchange party we were invited too. I could not decide on a fun gift like a board game or go with the décor type like a cool candle or something. Now keep in mind I was power walking through the store because all I want to do is get my gift and get the heck out. I like most guys am not a shopper at all. Frankly, I hate shopping.
As I am standing in an aisle staring at the wall o' board games a sudden feeling of hunger hits me. It was more like famine. Let's just say that I almost tore open the Ice Cream Cone puzzle and started eating pieces. Then the sweating started. Great, a Christmas Shopping
low.
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So last night, I did the Dumbest Thing Ever. I had a couple of glasses of wine while we had family over, celebrating a birthday, and after they left, I went to bed and turned on the television. And what was on?
Steel freakin' Magnolias.
I haven't watched that movie since about a year after Olivia was diagnosed. I tried watching it then and bawled my eyes out. Well, guess what? I did it again last night. Mark was asleep beside me and I had to hold my hands over my mouth to keep from sobbing out loud. It was awful. I couldn't finish watching it.
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