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For 4 weeks I have avoided the world. I stopped blogging. Stopped logging. Stopped counting points. Just stopped.
What good did it do me? Lots actually when I look back. I realized that support and friends are an important part of my life and my diabetes management. I use the support and advice from my friends almost daily. When I read comments on blog posts I always find support and help from so many. It truly keeps me in line.
The other side of it is that I found that worrying does no good at all. I have spent this last month worrying about money which did absolutely no good. The only good that came about was that realization. Worry is a waste of time.
What is annoying is that I know this. I know that worry is nothing more then a stress creator and with that, a glucose "inflator." I need not add to the stress of my life worrying all the time.
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Happy November, dLifers! Welcome the 'In Case You Missed It' edition of Blogabetes, highlighting some of the best posts of the week from our Blogabetes writers.
Here are some of the highlights:
Did you catch George's post about being a
Born Again Diabetic? The sentence, "Sometimes that fresh attitude is the start you need to take control of your disease," couldn't be more true.
We're in the middle of Walk Season, and blogger Carey Potash writes about
his son Charlie leading his personal team of angels.
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Is it so much to ask for to want to wake up every hour from midnight to 7 am and take small drops of blood from my 5-year-old son all night long? I'm sure this is every dad's fantasy. Insane, the things I wish for now.
We have been trying to do overnight basal testing for Charlie now for thirteen days straight. We just can't do it. It's absolutely ridiculous. Every single night we're forced to abort our mission before we can even get started. What's most frustrating is that all we need as a prerequisite is to have him somewhere in the 120 to 220 area at about 9 pm-10 pm, when the dinner insulin has run its course. Amazingly, we can't do it. Night after night.
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My girlfriend and I just finished watching a program on TV called "Rock of Love". The star of the show is Bret Michaels, a type 1 diabetic of many years and former lead singer of the rock and roll band, "Poison". The show is all about Bret attempting to find his "rock of love" and tonight's episode was the season finale.
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Type 1 isn't known as an adult disease. Until a few years ago, I didn't know anyone who called my diabetes Type 1 Diabetes. It was Juvenile Diabetes, Childhood Onset Diabetes... You get the gist. And when I was a child, I never thought about diabetes as something adults had in spite of the fact that I knew several Type 1 diabetic adults during my youth.
Anyhow, today, I was thinking, there should be some rules for being an adult with Type 1. Perhaps you'll think of some to add to the list I've come up with.
H is for How to be an adult with Type 1.
1. Test even though you're busy. Log even though you're busy. Bolus even though you're busy. Are you sensing a theme? As an adult, rule #1 is pay attention - even though you've got a lot of other things going on. It's a challenge, but diabetes needs to be a priority.
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Olivia had a pretty decent low on Friday. She was 95 on initial check and dropped to 60 five minutes later. She informed her teacher and immediately asked to go to the nurses office (which is our protocol).
When she relayed the incident to me, I asked if anyone had walked down with her. "No," was the answer. I didn't get mad at her, just said that she needed to have someone walk her the next time she was that low. Dropping 35 points in five minutes concerns me and makes me wonder how much lower she's going to go and how fast.
She wound up dropping to 40 in the nurse's office, but came back up easily and returned to class. She missed her social studies exam because of this low, however. In the car on the way home, she told me that her teacher said it would be ok for her to make up the exam.
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Olivia had a pretty decent low on Friday. She was 95 on initial check and dropped to 60 five minutes later. She informed her teacher and immediately asked to go to the nurses office (which is our protocol).
When she relayed the incident to me, I asked if anyone had walked down with her. "No," was the answer. I didn't get mad at her, just said that she needed to have someone walk her the next time she was that low. Dropping 35 points in five minutes concerns me and makes me wonder how much lower she's going to go and how fast.
She wound up dropping to 40 in the nurse's office, but came back up easily and returned to class. She missed her social studies exam because of this low, however. In the car on the way home, she told me that her teacher said it would be ok for her to make up the exam.
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A topic came up on one of the
diabetesteentalk forums which got me thinking. The topic was about how diabetics miss days from school or work because of doctor's appointments, seizures or ketones. There were alternating perspectives. Some chose to think that if you miss for diabetes related events, you should be excused or allowed time off without feeling guilty. Others chose to think that you have to suffer through at work or school and should not miss because of diabetes. After all, it is a self managed disease.
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It dawned on my recently that I completely missed my
diagnosis anniversary. It is not like I throw a glucose filled party or anything but I like to recognize "another year, still here" kind of mentality.
But I missed it! I was kind of upset about this since it makes for a good blog post (LOL) but maybe it is not what I was supposed to be thinking about. Diabetes is on my mind constantly and forgetting something like my anniversary is really not that big of a deal.
Not only that but I always feel like it is and it isn't something to shout about. Sure I have made it another year but when I give diabetes all this power and attention it seems like it is getting the best of me in a way. I know some of you will disagree and I would love to hear how your diagnosis anniversaries go for you.
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As I went through my normal pre-bed routine, I checked off the usual things. I set things in order for class tomorrow. I made sure my assignments were completed. I took my contacts out. I checked my blood sugar.
When the number 172 came up, I was kind of surprised. I'd had an issue earlier and ended up with a 309. I'd spiked after lunch because I misjudged how many carbs were in the real soda I had. Sometimes sodas can go without boluses and I'll be perfectly in range after. And sometimes, like today, my body decides to utilize every last gram of carbohydrate.
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