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Wordless Wednesday: Now That’s Better

After yesterday’s whiny post about basal rates I made a few tweaks and things are finally looking more normal.  Still started to go up later in the morning so I tweaked that and hopefully tomorrow I’ll have even better results.

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Basal Rates

I understand changing your rates.  There are times when you do so more often.  You’re pregnant, on a new medication, exercise regiment is different.  What I don’t get is why all of a sudden I’m high around 2 am, then dropping to about 55 at 6am and then spiking back up into the 200’s by 10am.  And that’s without eating or taking any insulin.

Did my hormones all of a sudden go completely out of whack?  Is my body rebelling against me even more?  What the h-e-double hockey sticks is going on!?

It is beyond frustrating.  I’ve been doing everything you can to stay in control, especially overnight.  All I want is more than 4 hours of uninterrupted sleep without Roxy yelling at me. First it’s just a peep saying, “I’m high.”  Then it moves on to, “Pay Attention to Me!”  Then finally, “I SAID LOOK AT ME!

This happened to me a few months ago and I can’t figure out if this is a similar situation or if some new factor has reared its ugly head.  So after three nights of being pissed off I am changing my basal rates Again and hopefully I’ll have some success.

I imagine a Dexcom is kind of like having a baby.  But when a real baby wails you can’t throw it across the room, hide it under your pillow, or ignore until you’re finally back in range.

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A False Positive

And no, I’m not talking about being pregnant.

Usually when I wake up in the morning and have to pee (like really have to go) it’s an indicator that I’m high.  Lately though, I’ve been getting a false positive.  I use the restroom and take a guess at where I’m at.  I’m thinking…maybe 237.  I test and I’m at 103.  Wait, what?  Did I drink a gallon of water the night before and not remember?  Where is this “urge” coming from? Sorry if this is more than you wanted to know but I’m sure we’ve all been there.  Happy Friday!

$*!%&#@(#$*%^&@

I’m frustrated.  Expletive frustrated.  My blood sugars have been wildly out of control this week.  I keep waking up to sugars in the 300’s.  I bolus and it drops but only slightly.  I take injections usually around 10 units just so I can see a dent in my sugars.  I use increased basal rates while I’m sleep which I hate to do but I am so over being woken up by my Dexcom I don’t care anymore.  I’ve changed out pod after pod thinking maybe it’s faulty.  My insulin is fresh, my skin is clean, I’m not eating outrageous things that make me spike.  Argh…  I don’t want to blame the Omnipod but I swear I haven’t had problems like this with any other pump so I once run out of insulin in this pod (which at this rate won’t take too long) I am going back to my Animas.  Or hell… maybe even my Medtronic.  I am beyond frustrated and just want to see a number below 170 (my green line on Roxy) and stay there for more than an hour.  BLERG!  That is all. Carry on.

An Educated Guess

For the past week or two I’ve been waking up around 3am SUPER high.  Above 250, sometimes reaching the 300’s.  In my book, that’s a nightmare.  I wake up to a blaring Dexcom and a full bladder.  Sorry if that’s tmi, but we all know what I’m talking about.  The first couple of nights I chalked it up to something I ate that had a long lasting effect on my sugars.  A piece of cake, dinner was unusually unhealthy.  Then I thought maybe I’m stressing out and tossing and turning while I sleep.  Bad dreams?  Finally I adjusted my basal rate.  I amped it up half a unit and would wake up low so after a few nights of trial and error I finally figured my new rate.  Nothing better than guessing and hoping for perfection.

Then two days ago I swapped out my Omnipod for my Animas.  (That’s another story)  Woke up last night at 2am around 320, then at 3am at 190, then at 4am at 250, then at 6am at 170.  Test, bolus, repeat (about four times). Finally I wake up this morning at 70.

A Sugary Nightmare
A Sugary Nightmare/Last night’s numbers

WTF… Then I remembered when I switched pumps I had forgotten to change  my basal rate.  Son of a…  So tonight I try again to conquer the random “why am I going high in the middle of the night after years of it being steady” blood sugars.

Wish me luck!

Avoiding the Test

Update!  Today is #dblogcheck day! Go leave a comment on every blog post you read in the diabetes community today – even if it’s just a simple, “Check!”. Read more about it on A Consequence of Hypoglycemia.

You feel sluggish, headache building, vision blurry, and let’s be honest… you’re getting a little pissy.  And there it sits, looming like a report card you don’t want to show your parents, your meter.  You see it all the time, so why is it causing anxiety?  Maybe it’s because you might be high.

It’s weird.  I don’t know why I get so nervous about testing.  It’s not like my mom is staring over my shoulder waiting for the 5 second countdown to either praise me or scold me.  I’m a grown woman, yet I still get that sickening feeling in my stomach sometimes.  And the thing is, once I find out my number, I can correct and feel better, so why not?  That’s my internal struggle.  Which feels worse, the high blood sugar or the guilt of why I have one?

I finally tested.  I was at 195.  Not horrible by any means but I still felt bad. Ashamed of myself for having that high and how long I might have left it untreated.

I don’t know if this feeling stems from my childhood…but if it does, that’s a whole other post.

I find it amazing though how a single drop of blood can cause a roller coaster of emotions.

Feeling High…  

And not in a good way.

First of all, hello!  Sorry I took such a long break.  Been super crazy.  I’m officiating a wedding in less than two weeks and then am a bridesmaid the following week.  Been helping plan both: making table decorations, venue walk throughs, hair and makeup trials, learn to bustle wedding dresses… you get the point.

Any way, the past few weeks I have been trying my damnedest not to have my blood sugars go above 170.  Let’s be honest… 140.  Hell, maybe even 120.  But that has me dipping below 70 more often than I would like.  And I’m starting to not feel the lows as I usually do.  Or when I do feel them, I’m already in the 40’s.  (And my new meter, via Omnipod, reads my sugars lower than normal and I’ve had one at 36 another at 29!  I didn’t know meters even read that low!)

But with the tighter control in my sugars, when on occasion I reach the green line on my Dexcom (170), I feel like $h!t.  Achy muscles, headache, all over crappy.  I feel like sugar is eating away at my body.  I don’t know how else to describe it.  Maybe other diabetics know the feeling I’m talking about and explain it in another way.  (I’d love to hear how!)  I use to get this feeling when I was around 220 or 250 but 150-170… no sir, I don’t like.

There’s no real ending to this post.  Just me bitching about side effects of being a diabetic.  The only way to really stop the sluggish high feeling from happening is to make sure I don’t peak over 150 (ummm good luck!) or loosening my control.  Well there’s a no win situation for ya.

Guilt and Pretzel Rolls

Emotions can run high… just like my blood sugars.

Sometimes when my blood sugar is high or I eat a lot of carbs…I don’t want my doctor to see my daily total go up or an outrageous bolus size.  So I give myself a good ole fashioned shot.  A few days ago I took 10 units from my pen because a sticky high would not come down. (It was sticky because I kept grazing from a gift basket sent to my department).

I know I shouldn’t be ashamed but I am.  I feel guilty for not being tighter with my control, for eating too many carbs, for going over the “green line of doom!” on the Dexcom.

I doubt I’m the only one that feel this.  Guilt is a powerful feeling, especially in diabetics.

So yes, I don’t want to rage bolus for a third time when my blood sugar won’t drop below 200 or when I say, “damnit, I’m having that pretzel roll!”  Mmm… pretzel roll.  But I will, just maybe in shot form.

That’s it for now because I must find a pretzel roll.

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Hrmmm…

So I’ve been SUPER CRANKY today (apologies to my co-workers) and I wonder if this has anything to do with it.

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A high blood sugar that plagued me all last night, the entire time I was sleeping (including many high alarms and correction boluses), and all day today… only to just come down.  And now I feel low.  Some days it just doesn’t pay to be a diabetic.  Wait, does any day?