By having no real life in the winter I've turned in to a great house wife. After putting the groceries away it was time to get rid of the Christmas decorations for the year. Now for someone living without diabetes this should be an easy task that takes maybe an hour at most. Not for me, somehow cleaning the house lowered my blood sugar. As I was vacuuming the floor and throwing the ball for our dog Dusty I began having some odd thoughts. I stood in the middle of our living room thinking I wonder how dogs think. For about five minutes I thought about everything. Does he wonder why I'm holding this machine that makes a lot of noise, does he really enjoy drinking out of the toilet and finally does he laugh when he drops the ball for me to throw it and then quickly picks it up and runs away with it. Yes low blood sugars are a lot of fun; I develop the mind of a young child. Finally I snapped out of my funk and realized I hadn't moved at all. Time to go to the apple juice and get the sugar up. Poured a glass and grabbed some yogurt. This process went on for about two hours. I started cleaning at nine and finished just after eleven. To say I was pissed would be putting it nicely. This is the one thing that angers me often. I miss being able to do spontaneous things and not having to worry about what my blood sugar will do.
Before lunch I charged my sensor and changed my pump site. My pump read 67 as I unhooked everything so I grabbed yet more apple juice. After drinking my fourth glass of the morning I made a sandwich, grabbed an apple and a fiber one bar. I guess my millet and vegetable lunch will have to wait until tomorrow. I gave myself 3.4 units and went off to eat and think about why I was low.
The rest of my day would consist of a lot of basketball. Coaching a game in Warwick at 3:30 and then watching the varsity game back in Westerly at 7. As we got off of the highway I gave myself two units based on my coaching and sugar history. My blood sugar always sky rockets as I coach. Well sticking with today’s odd theme my sugar didn't go up at all, it went down. I always have Gatorade with me just in case, today I was very happy that I did. I stayed right around 80 the whole game. The game didn't end with a victory but we learned a lot as a team. On the bus ride home I decided to test and was 67. Well time for some more peanut butter crackers and Gatorade. Luckily the team was upbeat and made me laugh with their antics. I really didn't want to sit on a bus for an hour getting mad about my blood sugar. When I returned to the school I headed right to the gym and met my wife and my dinner. We all know how I like my usual meals and my usual insulin. I decided to mix it up a bit. My wife was nice enough to grab me a small grinder from Subway. I looked up the carbs and decided to give 3.5 units about 2 less than what I'd normally give. Half way thru the varsity game the pump decides to vibrate and say I'm 152. I laughed and said well I'm not surprised; it had been that kind of day. I gave myself the two units I should have taken earlier and hoped for the best.
As I get ready to call it a day and get ready for bed I was 148 but am going down. I have about another hour of diabetes work ahead to make sure I'm not low well I'm asleep. Diabetes wise this wasn't the best of days. But as I sit and reflect on the day I have the mindset of crap happens. I changed my site so maybe the new insulin is reacting different or maybe my body decided to make a little more insulin. Who knows but I'm looking forward to tomorrow and another adventure.
Average Blood Sugar-117
Units of Insulin-38.20