'What about this one?'

Is it just me or do most lows seem to happen at the most inconvenient times? I seem to go ages with out having one and then BAMM an inopportune moment arises and down goes my blood sugar. We run a pretty tight schedule in the mornings so going low at 7am when I'm supposed to be at work by 8am just isn't cool!

The low this morning happened after doing nothing out of the ordinary and I felt it after I'd had breakfast, so those factors were doing my head in on top of the usual lack of brain function I seem to have during one of these episodes. Suddenly the simplest things evaded me, such as the need to sit down for a couple minutes to recover, or the location of my work trousers, as despite the low, I still needed to get to work!

Talk, Write, Run for Type 1

What a fantastic start to the week! After sending a general media call out on Friday for Run For Type 1 - to put the 'feelers' out, I am over the moon. Radio interviews, online articles, facebook support, emails... I feel so lucky to have received such a quick and vast response to Run For Type 1. Although there's still a long way to go, I feel much more confident that I can reach my goals and am already looking forward to the run!

A HUGE thank you to everyone who has contacted me so far. Your kind words, encouragement and support drive me to succeed even harder . I'd like to make special mention of:

•  http://www.thenewsport.com.au/ for their article - Read it here
•  Bumma Bippera for interviewing me yesterday morning - My first live to air!
• http://www.aroundcairns.com.au/ - still getting the group started on here

Diagnosed yesterday

If you hung around me long enough, you'd certainly be excused for wondering if I was only newly diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes.
  Case A:

Enough already

After running all week, I headed back to the gym this morning. Woke with the best morning blood sugar I've had in a while (7.0) but unfortunately had a crazy head ache - the type that even after knocking back two nurofen zavance, still sits at your forehead, resting on your eyebrows, hitting you with every jump... BUT with that blood sugar, I was upbeat, and off to the gym I went - Although it was definitely a case of 'easing into it'. Feeling much better now but here's what happened...

Blingin' Betes'

Every so often the glitter monster comes out and random items around the house find themselves under attack. The latest victim? My Blood Meter! And why not I say! Sometimes its the littlest things which can make the day sunnier.

My blingin' blood meter

Weekly Rating: ....2

Well I'm still alive... that's about all I can say about the week just passed! Epic fail on the diabetes front, on all accounts - blood sugars, food, mental health. Its a bit hard to admit that out loud. This week was just plain torturous. I think I was trying to balance too much and a few extra happenings this week made everything just fall down in a heap.

Sir vege-alot...perhaps not #1 on the pop charts...

...A little motivation to stick to the good stuff perhaps?????

Two's Company, three's a crowd..

My partner has been back living with me all of four days and I'm off the rails and with no one to blame but myself. At the moment it is very clear (and much to everyone's annoyance) there are three in the relationship: Me, diabetes and him. Now if I had my blood sugars under control, there would still be three but diabetes would be hanging out in her own room behaving herself.

Weekly Rating: 4

This week saw me hit a total wall in regards to the gym. It felt like the last month's worth of gym work outs and early morning runs had suddenly decided to mount on my shoulders, hit me in the back and pull on my feet. By Friday I decided 'No more!' and have given the gym a skip for a couple of days. My blood sugars aren't overly happy about the decision but I just couldn't seem to go on anymore! On average, I was doing half the weight I normally load at the gym, in the same amount of time...sometimes even giving up early and I was barely working out for 40 minutes a day. I was dog gone shameful in there lol. I also seem to have suffered what I can only imagine was a mild form of insomnia all week. I never fell into a deep sleep once, instead having those over active dreams where everything is over emotional, confusing and stressful..aaaaalllllll night, that is except for the million and one times a woke up. I finally crashed and burned last night (8pm to 8am ain't bad!!!) and am hoping for a similar performance tonight. Monday here we come!

On a positive note, I finally finished a media release for distribution to promote Run for Type 1, to be sent out this week. I also signed up to become a volunteer for Diabetes Queensland: I'm determined to put my diabetes to good use!

Crossing my fingers, the rest from the gym has done me good!

So True...

Without fail, when ever someone new discovers I'm a diabetic, I get one of these comments/questions!

Low Fearing

At the beginning of this week I got to thinking about my blood sugars over the last week and looked back over the journal I’ve been keeping. While I was doing this I was lying in bed killing time, as I was feeling just a bit ‘strange’. My BGL was 11 which, if I hadn’t of been feeling that little bit off, would have been ok as I had only eaten about an hour before.  Within 10minutes I couldn’t help myself, I pricked again and it was 9. Still okish…but I definitely felt weird and that was a bit of a quick drop if you ask me! Then again…still couldn’t even wait a whole 10 minutes… (I probably barley lasted 5 really) I was 3.5. This freaked me out. That was a drop of about 8 in 15 minutes. Calmly trying to be sensible and conscious about how I treated the low (I notoriously scoff way too many jellybeans plus anything else I can find!) I sat back and tried to sit out another 10 minutes for it to rise before I pricked my finger… I lasted but I think only because I was in a bit of a haze. The next BGL was 2! So I messaged my partner to tell him I was low, he called and chatted to me (while also trying to persuade me not to over load the sugar) and after 25minutes I was 5. The thing is though, I still panicked. When I saw the 2 after the 3 and after already consuming 1.5CP I had a panic moment…or two…which lead to too many jellybeans…again, which lead to a high morning reading, again…and me being frustrated, again!