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So, I got on the scale today and I've lost 8 pounds. Nice. I'm not complaining and I have been making an effort to lose weight.
But. Over the course of the day, I noticed that I've been peeing like mad and kind of thirsty. I ate dinner at 5 p.m. and didn't think to check before I ate, but I had a nice, carb-heavy dinner of pasta and garlic bread. When I checked my blood sugar 2.5 hours later, I was 141.
Looks like I'll be doing a fasting check tomorrow morning.
Other than the peeing and the kind of thirsty thing, what else should I be looking for? I don't have a headache (no more so than usual), I don't have a stomach ache, I don't have blurry vision. But my dad has type 2, which puts me at risk. And I weigh too much - also a risk.
Olivia is going to laugh her butt off at me if I have diabetes. I may have to sell her for science experiments.
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Maybe it's peculiar. Or maybe it's understandable due to the symptoms of Charlie's disease. I think I have a drinking problem. There, I said it.
"One milk coming up," I'll tell my daughter, and then proceed to fill her cup a miserly one-third of the way- unsuitable for even the most parched mosquito.
She looks at the cup incredulously. Like I'm joking.
Ben, the 2 year old, is lucky if I give him anything to drink at all during the course of the day. But I can't keep playing this game forever. Eventually, he'll learn how to pronounce the word
milk.
"Sorry, Ben,
more malk? I don't know what
malk is. Is that Czech? Sorry, pal, can't help you if you're not gonna speak English."
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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.
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Most will call it dry mouth or cotton mouth , some might say they have a waterless windpipe or a parched palate, acting disturbed by their unquenched uvula, and yet another might compare it to having a
mouthful of sweaters mucking up the place to no end. Whatever alliterative or clothed name it goes by, the sticky mouth feel of a high blood sugar is enough to furrow my brow to its limit.
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Low blood sugars that happen in the middle of the night really suck! You're dead asleep, and then all of the sudden your dreams start getting confusing and weird. You start feeling like you should probably drag yourself out of bed and get something from your sugar stash. You barely have the energy to get up and then once you do you stumble around and nearly black out. You feel confused and you act and look as though you've had WAY too much to drink. Then after you climb back into bed you just sit there for a while and you try to wait patiently while your sugar goes back up or until you feel good enough to fall back asleep.
Well, that's what happened to me last night, and what I tend to experience almost once a week.
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Today was not an ideal day diabetes-wise. With a 261 mg/dl in the middle of the night, a 39 mg/dl upon waking and three completely unexplained bloodsugars higher than 340 mg/dl this afternoon, diabetes kicked my butt with a vengeance. I am thankful that days like these are few and far between, but man, the rollercoaster is not fun and I feel like hell tonight.
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I haven't made it a full week without insulin and things are looking pretty scary already. But I'm
humoring my doctor and playing along with this little experiement. The sad part is, I'm not even taking post-meal readings, just fasting, premeal and bedtime. And the results are, to me at least, unacceptable.
I really don't like having high blood sugar. It's not just seeing high numbers on the meter that bothers me. It's the little things, like the
insatiable hunger and thirst, the fatigue and blurry vision. I don't know how high blood sugar has to be before it affects your vision, but it seems lately, my sight is fuzzy again, especially in the evenings. Really annoying because I want to get new glasses, but I need my vision to be stable before making that kind of investment.
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I knew that I hadn't checked my blood sugar in hours. Last time I did, I was 100 so I just didn't worry. I enjoyed a small dinner, judging my carbs to perfection. I carried on with my night.
Right before I fell asleep, I thought I should check my blood sugar just to be safe. I was feeling a little funny, minor thirst, minor nausea. I checked at 502. I haven't been above 500 in over a year.
I bolused like normal, wondering if my infusion set was the problem. I had changed it earlier, but I blew it off since I was 100 after lunch (and hours after the set change). I set an alarm to wake me up in two hours to make sure I was heading down.
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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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I haven't changed the lancet in my "finger sticker" for a couple days now. Surely I am not the only one around that does that!??. I changed it because I visited a friend this past weekend and, "he wanted to see what his blood sugar was." I know I am not the only one around that has gotten that request. Curious "non-diabetic" pals or acquaintances always want to, "see what it says for them". And then I give the explanation about what a "normal" range is and what the number that is displayed on the meter "means". It is all fine and dandy though. I kind of like taking the "teacher" role when this situation arises. It provides me the opportunity for one-on-one, and maybe even sometimes group presentations on diabetes. Maybe we could just call this "Diabetes 101". Diabetics around the world could start charging tuition for quick, on the spot, diabetes education classes! How does 5 dollars per person sound?
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