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Ugh.
That is the perfect one word description of my diabetes management these days. I am off the rails. I am not on track. I am completely (or so it seems) - out of control. I see highs, I see lows, I see some in-range sugars - but mostly - not.
Today, for example. 68 mg/dl this morning. No breakfast, because I was too busy, just some Fuse Banana Colada juice. 119 mg/dl at around noon time. Salad. No test until 4pm. 4pm. And I've tested two times today. Then I'm 200 mg/dl... So what do I do? I have a carb heavy dinner and some ice cream. I am 236 mg/dl at 6:30 pm. I am 175 mg/dl now. Terrible. Terrible. Terrible. And not rare these days.
I haven't been to the gym at all this week. Work activities. Home searches... Other stuff that's - distracting.
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I was just sitting at my desk working on an extremely important project (
FDL standings) when a co-worker stopped in his tracks as he walked by my desk, squinting into my eyes.
"Whoa! What happened to you?"
"Huh?"
"Did you get beat up?"
"What? No." I didn't know what the hell he was talking about.
"The purple under your eyes. Looks like you got beat up," he continued.
"Oh, that?" I said, touching the corner of my eye near the bridge of my nose. "No, that's just lack of sleep, I guess. That's what getting up every night at two or three in the morning will do to you."
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Singers are very passionate people and a lot of times the power behind their voices comes from the struggles that they have encountered in life. This was definitely the way I felt as I watched Elliott Yamin put on a passionate and heart-felt show here in Columbia Tuesday night.
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Before you read any further, I want you to know that this is not a terribly uplifting post. And I won't fault you if you decide to stop reading now.
One of the worst parts of having diabetes, for me, is how vulnerable it makes me feel. In the past, I've expressed my fears related to this disease on this blog and my personal blog. I am not a person that lets fear deter me. I push on, I make my way in spite of the fact that I sometimes feel overwhelmed by the possibility of disaster that life presents.
But, you know, life with diabetes presents a whole other set of disastrous possibilities.
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On one of my recent posts about Olivia and her stomach issues, Cathyiowa asked if I got an answer from the doctor about Olivia's stomach pain. O's pain is in her rib area as well as in her stomach. I don't have a specific answer just yet, but we did talk to the endo about it yesterday, at length.
I told the endocrinologist that Olivia's pediatrician had ordered another celiac test in addition to a full blood workup. Once those results are in (March 3rd, if you're keeping score at home), I should have more information. The endo didn't seem overly worried, but she did want to know the results. She mentioned h. pylori as a possible culprit, but after telling us the symptoms (which are really quite disgusting), she didn't think that was the problem.
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I received a comment on my post from yesterday that really struck a chord with me. The reader commented that their parents had died from diabetes and that they would die from it too.
When I read that I got choked up because honestly, I feel the same way.
Sure I plan on fighting the fight and checking my blood as often as I am supposed to. Of course I will continue to work on my A1C and losing weight. I am not giving up on life at all. But, in the back of my mind I “know” that diabetes is going to win in the end.
Will it be heart disease, kidney failure, or a stroke? Maybe something else. Who knows?
The fact is that with all the steps I take to live healthy the odds are against me. Diabetes has the upper hand which makes me sad and angry at the same time.
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Up and down. That's the way it's been lately. Numbers are up, numbers are down, nothing is making sense, patterns are confusing, emotions are frustrating. I've seen some wildly high numbers in the past week or two that are completely blowing my mind. Go to bed at 109 mg/dl, but wake up at 5 am in the 300's.
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