Over the past year or so I learned a lot about myself and about life. When it comes to my diabetes and my health endurance running has helped me learn so much about both. I know my body a lot better than I ever have and that helped a lot the past two days.
Late Monday afternoon I was not feeling good at all, my stomach was off and I was very weak. Kate and I would go to dinner and I was unable to eat anything and was very quiet. When we arrived home I did my usual bedtime routine and headed right to bed. I would be up at midnight and 2am to get sick. After each I would test my blood sugar and see that I was in range, on the lower end but still in range which was good. Tuesday I got to know my bed a lot better, I would only get out of bed to use the bathroom, have some soup and to call work. Tuesday night I had some help from Kate and her mother motivating me to go to the emergency room to get some fluids.
I was planning on going Wednesday morning and told I should go sooner rather than later which looking back makes a lot more sense. The hospital was a diabetes adventure, from a nurse asking me why I didn't take humalog when I got sick at 2am to another nurse bringing me a regular coke for a beverage while I got fluids. It was interesting to the least, but knowing my body and my diabetes helped me standup for myself and get the proper care that I needed. All of my blood work would come back normal and after a liter of fluids I was feeling much better.
Today with temperatures in the 70s I wanted nothing more than to go for a nice fifteen mile run that I had planned earlier in the week. Yes I could have gotten that run in but what would it have done to my body? I'm sure I'd be feeling like crap and sick again later next week. A couple days off will not kill me, if anything it will help me and keep me on pace to run my first 50k in just over a month.
Late Monday afternoon I was not feeling good at all, my stomach was off and I was very weak. Kate and I would go to dinner and I was unable to eat anything and was very quiet. When we arrived home I did my usual bedtime routine and headed right to bed. I would be up at midnight and 2am to get sick. After each I would test my blood sugar and see that I was in range, on the lower end but still in range which was good. Tuesday I got to know my bed a lot better, I would only get out of bed to use the bathroom, have some soup and to call work. Tuesday night I had some help from Kate and her mother motivating me to go to the emergency room to get some fluids.
I was planning on going Wednesday morning and told I should go sooner rather than later which looking back makes a lot more sense. The hospital was a diabetes adventure, from a nurse asking me why I didn't take humalog when I got sick at 2am to another nurse bringing me a regular coke for a beverage while I got fluids. It was interesting to the least, but knowing my body and my diabetes helped me standup for myself and get the proper care that I needed. All of my blood work would come back normal and after a liter of fluids I was feeling much better.
Today with temperatures in the 70s I wanted nothing more than to go for a nice fifteen mile run that I had planned earlier in the week. Yes I could have gotten that run in but what would it have done to my body? I'm sure I'd be feeling like crap and sick again later next week. A couple days off will not kill me, if anything it will help me and keep me on pace to run my first 50k in just over a month.
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