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I'm over seventy-two hours post-op on my wisdom teeth removal. And I'm doing okay. The surgery went well with no ups or downs in blood sugars or the actual removal. Ever since, I've just been recovering as best I can.

 

Immediately after the surgery, my blood sugars did okay. The anesthesia and the stress haven’t seemed to have any kind of effect on them. However, the diet that I'm keeping is throwing me into a minor tailspin.

 

Some soft foods (like shakes) send me sky high so I go scrambling to get them down. And some soft foods (like soup and fruit) leave me low after a few hours. And since I'm not eating as many carbs in general (eating is more annoying than it's worth), my blood sugars are staying in a moderate zone.

 

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I'm sorry for pulling a vanishing act of late. Things have been quite hectic and I feel like I'm constantly playing catch up this week. Diabetes hasn't been on my radar even though I'm checking my blood sugar and doing my insulin. I'm just not making it my every thought and seeing where my averages are.

 

A lot is changing in my life. Today, I'm recovering from having laser resurfacing for my acne scars. Full face of Fraxel Dual Restore at the more intense level. It's been an interesting experience and I'm very impatient to get through recovery and see results.

 

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I remember days in junior high and high school where I would stay up the entire night talking on the phone or internet, wake up to make a 30 minute drive to school, last an eight hour school day without falling asleep, play a game of softball, and trek back home to do it all over again. Without ever thinking that I just wanted to sleep. Without ever thinking I even needed to.

 

Well those days are long gone. I spent the days leading up to last weekend tossing and turning in stressed, fitful sleep. Two days of "bright and early," a lot of moving heavy things, a lot (and I mean A LOT) of walking across the hotel, and extra stress. All that and I'm still struggling here on Wednesday evening.

 

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I've seen a lot of blog posts lately about restarting a fitness program, or starting again to tighten up blood sugar control, or losing weight.  I have posted on these subjects myself.  Many. Many. Times.

 

I got to thinking the other night about what causes my failures.   And how I could do it differently, with better results.  The past few years I have met Einstein's definition of insanity - doing the same things over and over and expecting different results.

 

 

I go into this with the idea that it's for LIFE.  Never again will I binge on malted milk balls.  I will work out EVERY DAY the rest of my life.  I will check my sugar 4 times a day minimum.  You get the idea.  It gets overwhelming very quickly.

 

 

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The week following my bicycle crash was spent going through varius stages of the "human Holstein effect" -- large, colorful bruises that mimicked the black-and-white markings of that particular breed of cattle, but in colors reminiscent of tattoos from the 1950's. While most of the bruising has faded, I'm still dealing with three bumps on my left arm and...

 

It could have been worse.

 

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For the third time in less than two years I found myself flat on my back for several days due to what I believe is a wacked out sacro joint.

 

It would be really fabulous to be able to tell you that I injured myself doing something muscular or that I was lifting or moving something or something else more or less worthy of an injury. But, no, I was leaning over the grocery cart to get items to put on the checkout counter. At least I was able to drive myself home.

 

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If you spend any time around the diabetes social media advocacy (#dsma) community on Twitter, you will see references to #unicorns in general, and "glitter-farting unicorns" (GFUs) in particular. The unicorns seem to have sprung fully-grown from Kerri's vision of cockeyed optimism, and it is said that their flatus can cure even the most stubborn case of type 1 diabetes.

 

Obviously, GFUs are part of the Diabetes Online Communitiy's myth and legend, and may even be responsible for Halle Berry's miraculous "recovery" (come on, can't you see her dressed in a skinsuit and narwhal-horn-shaped headdress?) Their pull is powerful, and talismanic unicorn mascots have been popping up all over the DOC.

 

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Some years ago, I joined an online "healthy eating forum", expecting support in eating healthy (fresh, whole, medically-appropriate) foods in reasonable amounts -- the same sort of community support one expects from a community in which people are looking to lose or maintain weight. What I found instead was a community of young women in various stages of recovery from eating disorders or disordered eating, or progressing from one type of disordered eating to another.

 

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There are two very important people in my life who are considering weight loss surgery. I won't lie: I've thought about it, too.

 

I'm not really that excited, though, about the type of lifestyle you have to lead after bariatric surgery. Seems to me there's a lot of liquid involved and the recovery is long and slow. How would that affect my family? My family life? What about my job?

 

I've thought about a lap band, too. That seemed to be much less invasive and more my style. From what I understand, a lap band makes your stomach smaller and doesn't change the way your food is digested.

 

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I was just about to walk out the door this morning when the phone range. Caller ID showed the name of a friend I had planned to call later. It was just before 9 a.m.
"How's The Mr.?" she wanted to know, referring to his recovery effort from Tuesday's surgery to repair an abdominal hernia.
"He's fine," I said. "How's Matt?"
"Oh, you heard?" she said uneasily.
"Yeah, K. told me last night when she dropped No. 1 off after Scouts," I said.
"Blood sugar," she said. "It was 60."
"Oh," I said, feeling relieved that it wasn't the seizure we all thought it was and that this first-grader is prone to. "OH...," I said, my voice getting lower and hinting at sadness and disapointment.
We both know what this low blood sugar might lead to, what it's a sign of. My friend, Matt's mom, is a nurse. She also has type 2 diabetes.
"Maybe it was just a fluke," I said.
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