Pretty Good!

idealized curves of human blood glucose and in...

idealized curves of human blood glucose and insulin concentrations during the course of a day containing three meals; in addition, effect of sugar-rich meal is highlighted; (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

After writing my ode, to my enemy, Fibromyalgia, I went to bed. The pain still stifling, I tossed and turned for about an hour. Then I was hungry, so I slithered out of my bed, and slowly made my way to the kitchen. Guess what? The husband was hungry too.

His choice is as follows : Bowl, ice cream, blackberries, more ice cream on top, a big sliced orange on the side. Diabetics (i almost wrote diabetics, the word Die in it), both my husband and I. Diabetics have to count carbohydrates, Not just sugars. Sugars are included in the carbohydrate Information. Choosing fruits is fine with moderation, but too much provides your body too many Carbs. He had about 80 carbs in that meal. I made the remark of how this is why MY Blood Sugars (A1C score, tells how much sugar is in your blood. Having sugar in your blood-flow, is like having tiny razors cutting through everything, in your system.

My choice is as follows: 3 Claussen pickle spears, and 2 oz of block, cheddar cheese. And one oz. of Sun_Chips. Now why on earth would MY blood sugars possibly better? The math, the quantity, the insulin bolus. I didn’t even take my bolus. My blood sugars this morning, 122, that’s perfect for me. Didn’t have to bolus to drink my coffee with sugar. My body will run on that. I know what your thinking, no wonder your sugars crash all the time. I just do not have an appetite.

This morning I woke up tired, and not suffering from too much from pain. That has changed again, I’m going to have to make myself get some good moving around, to try to stretch those muscles.


Too Close For Comfort

I have Diabetes type II. Last night was pretty scary, now that I got a chance to think about it today. I must have over bolused myself. That is when you give yourself insulin, based on the amount of carbs you’re ingesting. I had went to sleep, and awoke to use the bathroom. I was extremely tired and unsteady. I felt clammy, and was going to turn on my other fan, I have two, one is always on. One condition I have is just always being overheated. Summer sucks sometimes, especially when the dew point is tropical!

I was so weak, I didn’t walk to the other fan, I went to my bed, and immediately grabbed my blood glucose meter. The number that came up was 50. That is a dangerously low number, one that will lead to seizures and unconsciousness. Also, glucose feeds your brain, so when your numbers are that low, you can’t think. I’m surprised I was even able to check my blood level.

I yelled to my husband. When you’re like this, it is hard to even have the energy to muster up to yell. He came to my room, and all I said is ‘My blood sugar is 50.’ I always have candy in my drawer, and he grabbed a valentines day box of chocolates I had not opened. He opened it, and held it there as I started eating chocolates. He told me to start with 3, I ate six, and kept falling asleep I thought. I was actually going in and out of consciousness.

When you are in a position of hyperglycemia, or low blood glucose, when you get sugar, you go to town. A nonstop ravenous rage. I wasn’t in a rage, because I could barely sit up, but when my husband asked how many candies I ate, I had eaten all but one. That’s not good either, because too high blood glucose can put you in a coma. All I knew is that I had enough sugar and I would not die. You really should go to the hospital, but I hate hospitals! I turned over, and went to sleep. My body was so drained. My husband knew I was okay, because he stated that I was snoring so loud, he knew I was just crashed.

This morning I woke up fine and took my blood glucose. It was 151, which is a little high, but I was shocked it wasn’t higher from eating a whole box of chocolate. Yeah, I ate that last piece in the middle of the night, when I awoke again to relieve myself. Just thinking this morning was really scary to me. What if I didn’t wake up to use the bathroom? Would anybody have known I was in seizures? Would I be alive right now to write this blog?

Live everyday like a precious gift. God wasn’t ready for me yet! I thank him! But you just never know what lies ahead. Enjoy what you can everyday, you might not be here tomorrow!