Whoo! See...it just isn't a chick flick!!! I am sure he will keep this a secret with all his male co-workers and friends. He is a closet Twilight reader. I LOVE HIM!!!
Thursday, November 13, 2008
FINALLY!!! VICTORY IS MINE!!!
Ok, this blog post has nothing to do about diabetes....but I am soooo happy I just can't keep still!!! My husband, my tall drink of water, my John, has agreed to read the book Twilight before we go to the movies and watch it on the big screen. For those of you out there that don't know me that well...THIS IS HUGE NEWS!!! I AM SOOO HAPPY! I finally got him to get into the books!
Whoo! See...it just isn't a chick flick!!! I am sure he will keep this a secret with all his male co-workers and friends. He is a closet Twilight reader. I LOVE HIM!!!
Whoo! See...it just isn't a chick flick!!! I am sure he will keep this a secret with all his male co-workers and friends. He is a closet Twilight reader. I LOVE HIM!!!
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Nothing Clever Comes 2 Mind 4 A Title...
So this weekend wasn't the funnest at work. My sugar was in the 300 and 400s. Then Monday if I could get it under 300 I was happy. So basically I wasn't happy on Monday. It was really really high and thank the lord for my sister. If I hadn't have been able to sleep when I got home from work I don't know what I would have done. Monday night was my first Diabetic Support Group meeting at my hospital. I asked John to come with cause it was really important to me that he participate on some level as far as diabetic education goes. It was a little over an hour and he was bored. But I like to think that he did learn some important information. The funny thing was is that we were probably the youngest people under 60 there! hahahahaha....young kids now a days I tell you.
So after the meeting I asked John if he would go with me again because this meeting talked A LOT about type 2 diabetes and I have type 1. I think it would be even more informative for him. He did agree to. One more meeting. So we got home and about 30 minutes later I started to not feel so well. I took my sugar and it was 78. I drank some juice and boom. Quick fix.
Tuesday night same thing. Low drop in sugar in the evening and I fixed that with juice. About 15 minutes later I was good. Today, Wednesday, I took Damon swimming with me for our weekly swimming/exercises time. We swam for about 1hour and 30minutes. I swam some laps with Damon on my back. By the time we were leaving Damon was starving as was I and I started feeling shaky. Great I am driving my care and I am feeling gross. I take my sugar and it was 63! The lowest it has ever been for me. GRRRRRRRRRR! How can I go from being 400 to 63 so quickly! It just isn't fair. I take my meds, eat like I am suppose to, and exercise. I STILL CAN'T GET MY SUGARS UNDER CONTROL. So I pop a handful of M&Ms into my mouth that I had on me and I just wait a while until I am well enough to drive.
As I am driving I call my mom just to keep me alert. I am only a few miles from Wendy's and I figure I will feed him and get myself a grilled chicken sandwich and diet coke and just wait for the carbs to do its job. By the time I got to Wendy's my sugar was 187 and I was feeling a little weak. By the time I got home my sugar was well over 200.
Tonight after dinner I was shaky again and my sugar was 79. I drank little bit of juice and ate some popcorn. Now I sit with my lappy typing and I have a slight headache. I am sure that means that my sugar has shot up to 300. Oh my lordy bee I can't wait to go to bed tonight and sleep this headache off.
On a side note my nurse called me today to see how I was doing and get some BG readings. Over the phone she signed me up for a insulin pump training seminar for next Wednesday. I asked her, "By going to this seminar does that mean I am heading towards a pump?" She informed me that me going on the pump is my own choice and if I want it they can have that puppy hooked up to me in now time.
As scared as I am of the unknown...I am tired of these ups and downs. I am tired of feeling so crappy. If a pump will help regulate my numbers better....perhaps I will be heading towards a pump soon. We shall find out more next Wednesday. I wonder if I could get a pink pump to match my pink glucose monitor?!?!?!
So after the meeting I asked John if he would go with me again because this meeting talked A LOT about type 2 diabetes and I have type 1. I think it would be even more informative for him. He did agree to. One more meeting. So we got home and about 30 minutes later I started to not feel so well. I took my sugar and it was 78. I drank some juice and boom. Quick fix.
Tuesday night same thing. Low drop in sugar in the evening and I fixed that with juice. About 15 minutes later I was good. Today, Wednesday, I took Damon swimming with me for our weekly swimming/exercises time. We swam for about 1hour and 30minutes. I swam some laps with Damon on my back. By the time we were leaving Damon was starving as was I and I started feeling shaky. Great I am driving my care and I am feeling gross. I take my sugar and it was 63! The lowest it has ever been for me. GRRRRRRRRRR! How can I go from being 400 to 63 so quickly! It just isn't fair. I take my meds, eat like I am suppose to, and exercise. I STILL CAN'T GET MY SUGARS UNDER CONTROL. So I pop a handful of M&Ms into my mouth that I had on me and I just wait a while until I am well enough to drive.
As I am driving I call my mom just to keep me alert. I am only a few miles from Wendy's and I figure I will feed him and get myself a grilled chicken sandwich and diet coke and just wait for the carbs to do its job. By the time I got to Wendy's my sugar was 187 and I was feeling a little weak. By the time I got home my sugar was well over 200.
Tonight after dinner I was shaky again and my sugar was 79. I drank little bit of juice and ate some popcorn. Now I sit with my lappy typing and I have a slight headache. I am sure that means that my sugar has shot up to 300. Oh my lordy bee I can't wait to go to bed tonight and sleep this headache off.
On a side note my nurse called me today to see how I was doing and get some BG readings. Over the phone she signed me up for a insulin pump training seminar for next Wednesday. I asked her, "By going to this seminar does that mean I am heading towards a pump?" She informed me that me going on the pump is my own choice and if I want it they can have that puppy hooked up to me in now time.
As scared as I am of the unknown...I am tired of these ups and downs. I am tired of feeling so crappy. If a pump will help regulate my numbers better....perhaps I will be heading towards a pump soon. We shall find out more next Wednesday. I wonder if I could get a pink pump to match my pink glucose monitor?!?!?!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Pour some sugar on me....
It has been a while since my last post and that is because it has been a trying week for me. I have a lot to update on. I saw my endocrinologist Dr. K. It was a long appointment. I had no other choice but to bring my son with me cause I could not find a babysitter. My in-laws were in Arizona and my parents live almost 4 hours down state. While I was in the exam room with my son I was fill my dr in on all my info. I started to get really hot and sweaty and I thought it was from the fleece jacket I had on. At one point my dr. asked me to change into a gown so she could examine me. I started getting a little shaky but I didn't think anything of it. I know I know...I am a stupid person. She came back in the room and my son was going crazy. It was past his lunch time, he was tired, and bored. I was so sweaty that I was pouring buckets and my heart was racing. The dr. asked me if I was ok. I told her no I think something is wrong. At that moment the nurse took Damon out of the room cause I guess I wasn't looking too good. They took my sugar and I was 82. A low for me and I was going through the "sugar shakes". They gave me some sweet tea and told me to drink it and rest.
After I finished the tea I got dressed and went to the drs office. They put me on a new insulin program. My lantus dose was cut down from 60 units to 30 units. But my fast acting insulin (novolog) was increased at every meal. My goal is to try and keep my sugar between 100 to 150. I am only allowed 3 meals a day with no snacks, unless it is a free food. Let me tell you that is so very hard. I am doing pretty good at watching what I eat but it is frustrating cause I am not loosing weight. I am really hoping to drop at least another 25 pounds. That would put me back at my pre-baby weight.
I asked about the insulin pump. Every person I talk to says the same thing, "Why aren't you on an insulin pump?" Dr. K says that they want to try me on my new insulin/diet program and see how I do. I kinda hope that I do go on the pump. I am hoping that it will regulate me better. I am so sick and tired of being sick and tired. I need to start feeling better.
Now we fast forward to this week.
This week I had one of the worst lows I have ever had. On Halloween my mom drove up almost 4 hours to spend the weekend with me, my son, and my hubby. Trick or treating was fun but the temptation was awful. I did sneak a few tiny bite size pieces, but in all honesty I am proud of how well I did around all the candy. We didn't have any trick or treaters so I up the kit kats in the freezer in case I needed some kind of sugar fast.
Well this week I needed sugar fast! My sister came up to spend the week with me this Monday because frankly I am still so new to diabetes and I am having so many highs and lows that I does scare me to be home alone with my son. So she comes up and we make a trip together to the pharmacy to pick up some insulin and fine tip needles. As soon as we got home I wasn't feeling good. I chose to lay down on the coach. My head was killing me and I could not take the pain. I thought if I lay down then maybe my headache would go away.
John came home from work and he saw me on the couch and asked if I was ok. I told him no I wasn't feeling well. While he was playing with our son I started to feel worse. It is hard to describe but it felt as is my blood was humming in my body. I then realized I needed to check my blood sugar. As soon as I sat up It was hard to function. The shakes started right away. I could not stop it and it was so hard to poke my finger. My blood sugar had gone from over 200 down to 68. I am still a new diabetic and I have not gotten my sugar under control at all and 68 was too low for me. I yelled for John telling him I was 68 and then it was as if I passed out. My eyes closed and I was a limp noodle on the couch. John tried to wake me up and I could hear everything around me but it was as if my body shut off. I could not move, talk, or communicate at all. It was like having an out of body experience. John found my glucose drink in my purse and forced it down my throat.
It took about 10-15 minutes to finally wake up and when I could I could not move. I was so weak and so drained. It was scary. I need to teach Damon what to do if mommy falls asleep and can't wake up. I wish I lived closer to my family so I could have help during the week. I went to my counselors this week to have my type 1 one on one counseling. Ruthanne said that John should have called 911. She told me again what I already knew...68 is too low for me. They also told me that instead of trying to force juice down my throat when I am unresponsive, John should put some frosting inside my cheeks and my cells will soak it up just as well. So after my appointment I went to walmart and some cake tube frosting. I hope I don't have to use that for a long time. But boy of boy do I love frosting....especially on cupcakes. OH YUM!!! Now I want a cupcake really really bad.
Other than that very scary and terrifying day, I haven't had another low like that. I have just been having these massive massive headaches. There are two things that work for me. One, vicodin...that I don't want to take unless I am going to bed at night. Two, sleep. If I can sleep it off that is awesome. But I have Damon all day long and I don't want to sleep when he is with me. I am just so greatful that my sister, Alex, is here with me. She is awesome and I am soooo thankful for her. She has been a great help with keeping Damon entertained while I am not feeling good. Family is great to have around.
After I finished the tea I got dressed and went to the drs office. They put me on a new insulin program. My lantus dose was cut down from 60 units to 30 units. But my fast acting insulin (novolog) was increased at every meal. My goal is to try and keep my sugar between 100 to 150. I am only allowed 3 meals a day with no snacks, unless it is a free food. Let me tell you that is so very hard. I am doing pretty good at watching what I eat but it is frustrating cause I am not loosing weight. I am really hoping to drop at least another 25 pounds. That would put me back at my pre-baby weight.
I asked about the insulin pump. Every person I talk to says the same thing, "Why aren't you on an insulin pump?" Dr. K says that they want to try me on my new insulin/diet program and see how I do. I kinda hope that I do go on the pump. I am hoping that it will regulate me better. I am so sick and tired of being sick and tired. I need to start feeling better.
Now we fast forward to this week.
This week I had one of the worst lows I have ever had. On Halloween my mom drove up almost 4 hours to spend the weekend with me, my son, and my hubby. Trick or treating was fun but the temptation was awful. I did sneak a few tiny bite size pieces, but in all honesty I am proud of how well I did around all the candy. We didn't have any trick or treaters so I up the kit kats in the freezer in case I needed some kind of sugar fast.
Well this week I needed sugar fast! My sister came up to spend the week with me this Monday because frankly I am still so new to diabetes and I am having so many highs and lows that I does scare me to be home alone with my son. So she comes up and we make a trip together to the pharmacy to pick up some insulin and fine tip needles. As soon as we got home I wasn't feeling good. I chose to lay down on the coach. My head was killing me and I could not take the pain. I thought if I lay down then maybe my headache would go away.
John came home from work and he saw me on the couch and asked if I was ok. I told him no I wasn't feeling well. While he was playing with our son I started to feel worse. It is hard to describe but it felt as is my blood was humming in my body. I then realized I needed to check my blood sugar. As soon as I sat up It was hard to function. The shakes started right away. I could not stop it and it was so hard to poke my finger. My blood sugar had gone from over 200 down to 68. I am still a new diabetic and I have not gotten my sugar under control at all and 68 was too low for me. I yelled for John telling him I was 68 and then it was as if I passed out. My eyes closed and I was a limp noodle on the couch. John tried to wake me up and I could hear everything around me but it was as if my body shut off. I could not move, talk, or communicate at all. It was like having an out of body experience. John found my glucose drink in my purse and forced it down my throat.
It took about 10-15 minutes to finally wake up and when I could I could not move. I was so weak and so drained. It was scary. I need to teach Damon what to do if mommy falls asleep and can't wake up. I wish I lived closer to my family so I could have help during the week. I went to my counselors this week to have my type 1 one on one counseling. Ruthanne said that John should have called 911. She told me again what I already knew...68 is too low for me. They also told me that instead of trying to force juice down my throat when I am unresponsive, John should put some frosting inside my cheeks and my cells will soak it up just as well. So after my appointment I went to walmart and some cake tube frosting. I hope I don't have to use that for a long time. But boy of boy do I love frosting....especially on cupcakes. OH YUM!!! Now I want a cupcake really really bad.
Other than that very scary and terrifying day, I haven't had another low like that. I have just been having these massive massive headaches. There are two things that work for me. One, vicodin...that I don't want to take unless I am going to bed at night. Two, sleep. If I can sleep it off that is awesome. But I have Damon all day long and I don't want to sleep when he is with me. I am just so greatful that my sister, Alex, is here with me. She is awesome and I am soooo thankful for her. She has been a great help with keeping Damon entertained while I am not feeling good. Family is great to have around.
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