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Diabetes... and Dosing for Donuts.

I’ve been doing so well! (If I must say so myself). I’ve started keeping a ‘lifestyle’ diary which documents my blood sugars, medication, exercise, food, moods, weight, events and extra notes (what else is there!?!?). My intention is to do this intensely for a month to better understand my body and habits so that I can clearly see what works best for me in the long run. I am still un-decided about the pump and I am sure this will help me make me decision. Already my blood sugars have been better, I have more energy and I feel happier all round.


BUT then I had quite a bad low in the middle of the night (2.0). I hate lows in the middle of the night! Combined with the usual semi state of consciousness one tends to be in at this time, these lows seem to transport me to a totally different dimension where stomachs are bottomless and appetite limitless yet my brain function seems next to non-existent and I have no sense of control (until waaaaaay to late!). Once I stumble into the kitchen, blurry-eyed, and feeling like I haven't eaten in over 10 years, I seem to invent my own version of 'Ready, Steady, Cook'. Anything and everything has potential to be a sugary treat. The more layers the better. Thank goodness I don't go low in the middle of the night very often!

Thus today was a total blow out. I awoke with a ridiculously high blood sugar and feeling terrible. All day I was tired, lethargic, tired, lethargic... did I mention tired? The type of tired where all you can think of is bed: its soft pillows and doona to hide under. Instead, I had a mountain of financial documents to process. This required coffee, which resulted in a trip to the supermarket for milk. Somehow I returned with two chocolate bars which never made it to midday. Ugh! One thing I did do though? I dosed for them straight away. I usually lack discipline and don't dose till ages later. I have no excuses for this - its lazy, damaging and I should know better!

The day did not get much better as the afternoon effects of highs and lows kicked in. I had no resistance to an offering of donuts at 3pm and by 4pm I decided it was safer to go home.

I’ve since had a sensible and calm dinner of stir-fried vegies and drunk plenty of water. Needless to say tonight will be an early one. Today taught me I have a long way to go. This said, I’m human and dodgy days will happen. It’s how I handle them, and I can definitely work on this!

Tomorrow is a new day. Determination and Discipline