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When I was at diabetes camp as a kid, we played all sort of games around our diabetes. That was one of the best things about camp - the fact that diabetes was just another something that my camp friends and I had in common. We all brought sleeping bags to camp, we all wanted to go swimming on hot days, we all had diabetes.
One of our games was guessing what our bloodsugar levels were before the counselor told us the results. I loved this particular challenge, mostly because I often won. In the first years after my diagnosis, I could guess my bloodsugar within 10 mg/dl 9 out of 10 times. At camp, we'd all make our guesses, and I'd win. That's how it went... Among my many prizes, diets sodas from the camp Trading Post and lots of velamints.
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I've been under 100 for half of the last ten blood sugar checks. My lows are mostly in the seventies and eighties now. Only three below 60 in the past week. My averages are steady at 133, with certain times of day at 110 while others average at 158.
I'm certainly not complaining about good numbers and amazing averages. It's taken years of blood, sweat, and tears to get my diabetes where I want it to be. I actually feel like jumping up and down for joy at the moment. I can see the future ahead of me, not tainted by complicated pregnancies or kidney disease.
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Last night my buddy and I played some Racquetball. When I got off of work at 4:00 pm the temperature outside was a whopping 104° F. I figured this would be a total sweat fest and a great opportunity to melt some pounds off.
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Blah, blah, blah, here she goes again, pissing and moaning about logging.
Back when the year was shiny and new, as opposed to snow-covered and grubby (and enough with the snow already, ok? I'm SICK of it. Sick.) I resolved to be more diligent about logging Olivia's blood sugars. And for a few weeks I was. And then I forgot for a couple of days. And then it was Thursday and I thought, well, I'll just start over on Monday. And I forgot again.
I've logged in fits and starts over the last 2 months, but mostly, I haven't logged at all. And now she has an endo appointment tomorrow and I'm not going to have that much information to give her and I'm pissed at myself.
I just don't know how to make myself log. I forget. And if I'm forgetting to log, how am I supposed to teach Olivia? I'm not setting a good example at all and they always tell you (who are they anyway?) that you should lead by example when it comes to your kids.
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Creep into the room quietly. Like a shadow.
Place testing supplies down gently beside the bed.
Don't stir the child. Avoid strong lighting. Use only enough to see what you're doing. I recommend a candelabra.
Tell the person playing the spooky pipe organ music to knock it off. It's not helping.
Gently pry his warm, sweaty fingers from underneath his pillow like they're bones guarded by a sleeping bulldog.
Inspect his fingers like a bad poker hand and discard each one until you find one you can use.
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Beep Boop Beep.
My pump tells me it’s been two hours since my last bolus and that I should check my blood glucose level.
Beep. I clear the alarm.
I slip a test strip into my meter.
Beep. It is ready for me to drop blood on it.
Beep. The machine starts the countdown.
Beep. 163.
Press the Bolus Wizard button on my pump and enter the number.
Beep. Beep. Beep. I accept the amount of insulin and get it sent on its way. As soon as the bolus amount is finished being delivered I hear one last sound.
Beep.
From the other side of cubical partition I hear, “What is that beeping?”
“Sorry, that’s me and my stuff.”
“Ugh, I kept hearing all this beeping. I thought I was going crazy.” She replied.
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Today was another one of those weird diabetes days. As you may have read in an earlier post, I recently began using a
Novolog Pen. This is quite a transition for me since I have had diabetes for 14 years and I have only used two different methods to control it. Well today, I learned a lesson with the pen. I forgot to do an "air shot" test. This is where you dial up a dose and then inject it into the air to make sure that insulin will actually come out. Instead of doing the air shot, I just dialed up the dose that I needed for breakfast and then injected myself and left for the day. After three hours had passed I was ready for another snack so I tested my sugar to see where I was at.
The meter read 340.
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Today was another one of those weird diabetes days. As you may have read in an earlier post, I recently began using a
Novolog Pen. This is quite a transition for me since I have had diabetes for 14 years and I have only used two different methods to control it. Well today, I learned a lesson with the pen. I forgot to do an "air shot" test. This is where you dial up a dose and then inject it into the air to make sure that insulin will actually come out. Instead of doing the air shot, I just dialed up the dose that I needed for breakfast and then injected myself and left for the day. After three hours had passed I was ready for another snack so I tested my sugar to see where I was at.
The meter read 340.
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I don't find it common place when I get excited about diabetes, but yesterday, oh boy. I had my first appointment with a new P.A. and I think I gave him a hand cramp!
This visit marked my first day with a new bout of medical pros. I signed up with a new primary doctor, new endocrinologist, new P.A., and even new crabby dr.'s office receptionists that somehow came with the package. (They are another story though).
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Yesterday I attended a lunch meeting with a company that we are looking at to update our current company's website. When I arrived at the office I checked my
BG before I left the car.
135. I was going to correct for it but since it was 11:30 I figured I would wait until we ordered food and take care of it all at the same time.
When I got to the office and met with the web designer we quickly sat down and began discussing our needs. It was a really good meeting and I liked what he suggested as far as some ways to drive more business our way but I started to notice a very foreign feeling in my stomach.
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