My life is beautiful, the diabetes is an ugly and continuous mystery.
Thursday, September 5, 2013
The Problems With Being A Woman...........
If you are a dude reading this, you may want to turn back
now….. Otherwise proceed with reading at your own risk of TMI.
Diabetes and being a woman, dang it sucks! Since being on
the pump my CDE has tried to help me figure out what we need to do about basal rate
settings for when it’s around the time of my special visitor. Problem is, I’m
not even close to being on a regular schedule so that is pretty much
impossible. Over the last two weeks or more I’ve been running on the low side,
no matter what I eat I’ve been on average under 150, not that I’m complaining.
If I’ve had any highs it’s because of my own dumb fault, like eating ice cream.
That will jack me up into the 200-300’s but not for more than several hours.
Now that my visitor decided to finally show up on Tuesday things haven’t really
changed. It’s been a rough one too because of some meds my doctor put me on,
and this morning I bottomed out. It was really scary, I’m amazed I haven’t
suffered too bad from a low hangover. Not more than an hour or two anyway. I was trying to explain something to our IT guy,
who is totally ADD and not getting it as I kept saying that I didn’t know, that
I wasn’t quite with it, that I couldn’t
concentrate. Internally I remember trying really hard not to have a spastic
freak out, but I was afraid that the gummy bears were not kicking in and that I
would pass out or that I was about to start blubbering like a 5 year old that
wasn’t getting their way. It was after our IT guy left me that it really felt
like it was getting worse, even though it was on the upward climb so I was
okay, but not feeling it yet, that another co-worker who asked me about going
on break realized I wasn’t doing so hot. For once I admitted that I wasn’t and
asked him not to leave me alone in our department because no one else was
there. He asked me a few hours later how I was, which I was fine by then, but he
said I freaked him out. I think this is the first time a co-worker has seen me “scary”.
He said that I was pale, my eyes had this weird glassy look and I was
responding weird or delayed. Yup, that sounds about right. Needless to say, I
have been pretty quiet today and kept to myself with that awful low and evil
PMS, I have been ready to get home and not have to try and act okay. I don’t know why sometimes I can be at a 46
like I was and not even feel it and then other times I can be 65 and feel that
way. Oh wait, maybe because test strips and meters are not accurate!!! Anyway,
I hate freaking people out and I hate the attention I get for it! I almost feel
like the PMS heightened the low? I don’t know, does that happen??? But then I
hear that the “visitor” can bring the highs along with it?I don’t know how to figure it out when my
body is so messed up and seems to hate me and not be on a regular schedule. I
also decided today, that I think work places should give us women 2-3 sick days
each month in order for us to entertain our monthly “visitor”. I’m just sayin!