Going low

Day two of last month's Diabetes Blog Week: Making the low go

I hate low blood sugar. Hate hate hate it. And, unfortunately, I have been experiencing it on a semi-regular basis recently. When it hits me, it can hit hard. Seeing numbers in the 40's or 50's isn't so unusual for me and one day recently, I hit 29. Yikes! :(

I keep snacks in my purse at all times and I always have trusty glucose tablets. They may have a nasty chalky taste (If you ever meet me, ask and I'll let you try one), but they get the job done quickly. I also try to keep juice boxes made for toddlers around. They have the perfect amount of carbs to raise that low.

Of course, this doesn't mean I'll refuse a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup or a Crunchie. I love those things. :)

A day in the life of this diabetic

In fact, this is a mixed and mashed together bits of several actual days to start my month late participation in Diabetes blog week.

I woke up with blood sugar a little high. Extra insulin needed! Oh boy! This is not what I need today. I'm running late and will be sitting in a class for several hours. High blood sugar and the accompanying extreme thirst and frequent urination will NOT do. I'll just skip ahead to the insulin pump site change.

Dressed, fed and site change done, we walk out of the door. As I get in the car, my purse gets snagged on the seat and hits my stomach and a sharp pain rips my skin. Shoot. The new site got ripped out by my purse hitting my stomach for a split second. I run inside to change the site again. As I lift my shirt, I see blood running down from where my site just got ripped from my stomach. Great. I apply pressure to the bleeding spot as I change the new site to a newer site. Luckily, I add in cushion time when I have to be somewhere. We arrived right on time and my blood sugar stabilized.

Later, I start to feel funny in the class. I feel weak. I feel tingly. My brain starts to feel foggy. I can't focus on what the pastor is saying. I motion to the Timmy that I feel off and I need to test.

I test right there in my seat in the middle of the class's circle of chairs. 45. Not good. I show Timmy and he gets up and grabs me something to eat from the snack table and I pop a couple of glucose tablets into my mouth. Within a few minutes, I feel better. No one else seemed to notice our mini emergency as we took care of it. I don't know if I should be proud of my stealth mode of handling things or if I should be worried that I don't let people know I am in need of help. Thank goodness for my Timmy.

A month late, but that's ok

I'll be starting this next week.

Better late than never.

The big 2-6 on 6-2. :)

Hollah!

#52

I crocheted the baby blanket for my tiny baby niece Joslyn. I hope her parents will let her play with it and ruin it with love someday. :)

On to Texas!

After finding out something quite special at the end of our Oklahoma part of the trip, the Timmy and I drove on to Dallas.

This is what we saw a lot of:

Flat land....

Oil rigs.....

And COWS!

Finally, we made it to Texas.

Where I got to see this cutie, our niece Lauren.

Our trip was short, but fun. I can't wait to see all of the people and babies again. Perhaps next time won't be as long apart as it was this last time.

Getting busy...

Life is getting pretty busy. This poor blog is suffering. :( It doesn't help that I feel tired these days more than I used to (even though I won't admit that I am tired to Timmy). Perhaps I'm getting sick... Oh well. On with the blog!

We went to Oklahoma last weekend in April. I had a blast seeing family and meeting adorable little babies. Oh and COWS!

Timmy and Lucian: Two boys with a love for video games


Of course we went to the memorial in OKC. Little chairs in memory of the littlest victims. :(


Timmy likes to eat babies. Poor Joslyn.

I love this chubby baby picture and I love this cute baby!

My next blog will be about the rest of our trip. Texas, here we come!