tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45197159970123092162024-03-13T05:56:18.994-07:00Beautiful, Ugly MysteryMy life is beautiful, the diabetes is an ugly and continuous mystery. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.comBlogger146125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-9697543014416520962015-10-12T19:07:00.000-07:002015-10-12T19:07:38.488-07:00It's Been Too Long...It's been way too long, but that's life and that's just how it goes. I honestly thought that I posted what follows, but apparently not. I feel kinda weird all of the sudden blogging after so long, but what the heck why not. So what follows is what I wrote back in March but never posted. Along with some updates since it's now October for crying out loud!<br />
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Honestly, I know I've let my diabetes management slide a bit since Love Bug came into the world 3 months ago. I can't believe it's been 3 month! She's doing very well, having her come 7 weeks early is like having a newborn that much longer. She's doing things that a 9 week old does, not a 3 month old. And that's okay, she'll catch up. She a strong little thing and healthy!<br />
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I know my last post I wrote about her birth, but I didn't get into all things "D" related during her birth and during my own hospital stay, so I'll talk about that now and try to remember as many details as I can, now 3 months later!<br />
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For the most part, all the doctors and nurses let me do my own thing regarding management. I was admitted to the hospital twice before she came. Both of those times a week apart and starting 2 weeks before she arrived. Both times sucked, really sucked in regards to dealing with the doctors and nurses about my diabetes. I wasn't very hopeful about when I would be there after her arrival, but it was different. When I was admitted both times the nurses put into their system so that when I ordered room service ( sounds like a fancy hotel), to see that I'm a diabetic. When I'd call for my meals they assumed I was type 2 and always made comments about if I was ordering too many or too little carbs and I always felt judged. They were Notzis about things like I had to have a nurse check my BG if I felt low and I couldn't treat my low without letting them know about it or even insisting that I ask if I could or should treat a low. If I checked my BG any time other than a meal time they'd question me as to why I was checking, what made me think I needed to. I'd explain about my Dexcom alerting me to a low or high and depending on if I was low or high would depend on the nurses response if they thought I really should have taken any kind of action or just let it slide. I get it, I'm sure that they get a lot of diabetics that don't do jack as far as caring for themselves but constantly be questioned and micromanaged was really frustrating, especially by medical professionals. When I went in to have Love Bug it wasn't nearly as bad. It was the same hospital and everything, but it was different. I had some amazing nurses and doctors that I really feel like respected my diabetes management. I kept my insulin pump on during the C-section. I remember being really scared that I'd end up going low during the procedure and not be able to tell so I did an extremely low percentage basal rate on my pump. I know I talked to the doctor about my concerns and he was having a glucose drip put through my IV, but I honestly have no idea how they knew how much or little to give me without monitoring my BG the whole time. I didn't have my Dexcom with me during the C-section because there was no place to keep it and since I knew that Buggy was going to need so much attention and be going right to the NICU I wanted my husband to stay with her so I didn't put him in charge of my Dexcom. I guess since it all happened so fast and the whole thing took hardly an hour no one was too concerned since I started out with a good BG. I have no idea now what it was, all I know is I somehow survived. If I hadn't been having magnesium pump into me I think I would have been more alert and more concerned about my BGs and what was going on. In case you don't know, the magnesium was given because my blood pressure was so high that they were afraid I would go into seizures and the magnesium was to keep that from happening. During that week after when I was still in the hospital I didn't have the same issues with room service that I'd had the 2 previous stays. My nurse this time around that had put all my info into the system didn't say anything about a diabetic diet. I still had to let my nurse know before my meals to come check my BG so they could log it and also an hour after meals, but they weren't as crazy about the in between times. I admit it was kinda nice that it happened that way, I was saving my own test strips that way. Most of the nurses and doctors could tell how I had a handle on things and pretty much let me be. I only got really upset about 2 days before I was discharged. I had already been there for 5 days when the CDE (Certified Diabetes Educator) for the Labor and Delivery floor decided to make an appearance. I was not impressed with her at all. I'm sorry, but someone who is supposed to be educating diabetics should actually know what she's talking about. There was some kind of mix up that I was unaware of and so was my nurse. My primary high risk OB's office and CDE (Deb, who I've raved about in prior posts. Ya know, my "D" BFF), had been keeping up on my insulin pump basal rates, bolus amounts and all that. I'd get a hand written sheet with the settings they made and then my nurse would put it in the computer. At this point in time it was down that one unit of insulin would drop me 50 points and that's what was in the computer. Well when this CDE that decided to show up after I'd been there for 5 days already, she was looking at my pump settings and comparing to what she had. She started wanting to make changes herself and one of them she tried insisting on was that I needed to change it to 1 unit of insulin would drop me 25 points! That could be very dangerous and drop me too much. My nurse, who rocked by the way, was in the room at the time and ended up in a fight with her and totally had my back. All in all, we got the woman to leave and no other changes were made.<br />
Regarding my blood pressure, which is why I had to stay for a week after little lady came into the world.............after 6 days they finally found the combo of meds to get my BP to a place that my doc was comfortable sending me home with. Once they saw that my BP was finally coming down they kept me for another 24 hours to make sure and then sent me home with a couple of prescriptions and instructions to continue checking my BP 3xs a day and sending in my #'s weekly until my follow up appointment. I stayed on the meds for a little over a month before being able to say so long BP meds! I had heard so many times about how after the baby is out that all the fluid retention just disapears, but that was not the case for me. It took over 2 weeks after I was home before all of the sudden over night the water weight just vanished. 30+lbs of water weight is one of the most dreadful things in the world! It was absolutely horrendous! Anyway....<br />
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So that was all that, now that it's October....<br />
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Short update. I was hoping to make it at least a year, but we made it a full 8 months nursing before having to supplement formula. After that we only lasted about a month before having to go all formula. I'm not beating myself up. Odds were kind of against me but with all of them the fact that I made it as long as I did I'm not letting myself feel guilty, but I do miss it some times.<br />
I'm no longer on the pump or Dexcom. I didn't go back to my full time job so insurance and finances changed therefor financially it's best to go back to injections and no Dexcom continuous glucose monitor. My last A1c was still pretty good, but has definitely gone up since the pregnancy. My next endo appointment is in November and I'm sure my A1C is creeping up. Life as a mom and working part time is hectic and diabetes just complicates things as usual, but as bad as it sounds I'm ignoring it as much as I can. Not saying necessarily that I'm not taking care of myself, I am, it's just harder and I try to ignore the bad #'s and just correct and forget about it if at all possible. I for sure am doing the best I can because I want to be around for my hubs and baby. I actually went through a phase recently where I couldn't get out of my head the thought of complications arising. One thing I've learned lately is that sometimes it doesn't matter how hard a person tries to take care of their diabetes they are going to end up with severe complications, and another person may not take great care at all and never end up with complications. That does scare me. So this phase I went through, I was mentally scared a lot that if I did or didn't take care of myself something would happen and it would be devastating. Then I started thinking about people judging me, of course people that don't know jack about the disease or that fact that I do work really hard at taking care or myself. Why I was thinking about what anyone would think I don't know. I'm kind of over that right now, I haven't given it as much thought in a while.<br />
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Update on little lady bug. She's amazing! She'll be 10 months on the 26th and I'm totally in love with her and obsessed. She's still ity bity, just now finally reaching 15lbs! She's sitting up, crawling, trying to get into everything, loving every new food we introduce her to, (except hummus, she had an allergic reaction to that), loves bath time, loves people, very social baby, spoiled rotten, boys are scared of her and thinks she's too energetic or crazy, she doesn't stay still ever except maybe when she sleeps, and she still has no teeth despite that fact that it seems like she's been teething forever. With all that said I'll leave you with a picture.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-75168253699357112312015-02-13T15:04:00.001-08:002015-02-13T15:04:31.798-08:00Love Bug's BirthThis is a long time coming, but once you read it all I'm sure you'll see why I've disapered and why it's taken so long for me to write.<br />
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My last post was a quick, "Surprise, baby girl is here", but I don't think I gave any real details. I know it took a lot of people by surprise even those that knew the details of our situation, I mean it took me by surprise but I think I was just being optimistic and oblivious to how sick I really was....<br />
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All the way up until my third trimester things seemed peachy keen except for how large my stomach got. I now wonder if that was the beginning of me getting sick. Anyway, it seemed like a week or so before my third trimester is when I started to really feel more and more uncomfortable. Retaining water, swelling, back pain, and then the high blood pressure. In the beginning of November is when my blood pressure started to creep up. Doctor sent me home with papers to fill out to monitor my BP 3 times a day and told me to get a BP cuff for home. My BPs were anywhere from the 130's - 140's / 70's and 80's. We started weekly appointments early in order to keep an eye on things. In the second week of December I started the NTSs' a week early, at 31 weeks because the weekend before I felt a lot less movement of baby girl. It was due to my anterior placenta, how it was placed and she was fine, just hiding behind the placenta. I had my first test on Monday and since my BP was elevated then doc wanted me to go ahead and come back on Thursday that week. At Thursday's appointment she was fine, but this is when the down hill decline started for mommy. My BP was 160/like 80 something. Doc admitted me to the hospital for observation and to try and get my BP down. We did already know that we would not be going past 37 weeks of pregnancy, but I was holding onto that and praying she'd stay in until then. I was released from the hospital in a little less than 24 hours, but not allowed to go back to work and I was put on "modified" bedrest. He wanted me to get up and move around but no work, no running errands. Following week when I went in to the doctor's office to have my first set of steroid injections in order to help her lung development is when they found protein in my urine in addition to high BPs. I was admitted again, this time for a 24 hour urine collection as well as monitoring of me and baby girl. She was strong and healthy through all of it, never a scare for her, it was always me. When my urine test came back I was right on the brink of my protein levels being high enough for them to take action, but they went ahead and sent me home. Still told me that I could go to family Christmas events as long as all I did was sit, so that's what I did. Christmas eve I sat in a recliner and was waited on hand and foot. Christmas day was not good. I was already dealing with swelling, but we went to Brad's aunts for breakfast and I could tell that my extremities were swelling more and more and starting to hurt. We went home, Brad's parents came over later and his mom made chili. My neck started to hurt and I chalked it up to how I had slept the night before. As the evening wore on it turned into a head ache. I should have probably checked my BP but I was really scared to. At midnight I broke down and took Tylenol for my head. For some reason Brad decided to stay and sleep on the couch with me, altho neither of us really got any sleep cuz I felt so awful. At 2am my head ache was unbelievable. I had also started to feel nausea and shaky. I took my BP. 160/104, that was the first time the lower number had been high. I checked again and that second time it showed 170/101. I called the doctors exchange and he said to come in to the hospital. We grabbed our bags and went. I was truly expecting that they'd keep me in the hospital on bedrest for a couple of weeks, that's what they had been warning me of. I got more and more nauseous once at the hospital and I finally threw up. I was hooked up to an IV right away and they started trying to get my BP stable. I had climbed to 180 over 100 something. It was probably 3:30am when they started with the IV and they just couldn't get my BP to come down no matter how much meds they pumped thru me. Then my urine test came back at about 5am. Protein was really high. My nurse, who I loved by the way. I loved just about all of the nurses and docs I had. She came in and said that we had a birthday for baby girl. December 26 2014, that we'd be parents within the hour! I started crying right off the bat. Because she was breech it had to be an emergency c section. When I say emergency I mean it. They meant business. I was given the epidural, Brad was great support, my nurse walked me through what was going to happen and within the hour, at 6:31am she was here. I was overly exhausted from no sleep and totally drugged out. They had me on Magnesium to prevent me from going into seizures due to the high BP. I don't remember a lot, I do remember crying when I heard her beautiful cry. Brad took tons of pics, I got to see her and kiss her for a quick second before she was wisked away to the NICU. Because of the drugs I was on I was told I couldn't see her again for 24 hours. I think if I hadn't been so tired and drugged up that would have killed me more than it did. I was put in a recovery room while my actual room was prepared. My nurse that took me to my actual room did take me to the nicu to see my beautiful girl for a quick minute, but again, due to the drugs I couldn't hold her. She was such a champ! I'm so thankful that I'd had the steriods the week before becasuse I think that otherwise she would have probably been in the nicu longer than the 4 weeks she was in. They only had her hooked up for any kind of oxygen breathing support for hardly 24 hours. She mainly had to stay in the nicu that time to make sure that she didn't have any heart rate drops, would hold her body temp, gain weight and take all of her feedings by mouth. She had a feeding tube in her nose, which she hated. The first week she was there wasn't nearly as bad as the following 3 for me because the first week I was still in the hospital myself and I could just go down to the nicu any time, not have to drive 30 minutes and leave her. They couldn't get a handle on my BPs. By the time I was discharged I was on 2 different BP meds and it had taken them some days to figure out what would work. In addition to that my swelling was scary awful. I gain 60+ pounds and over half of it was water weight! That water weight didn't come off as quickly as I expected. I think I was home a week before it seemed to just overnight evaporate. My feet were so swollen I had to wear slippers to the hospital to see my daughter, I had no shoes to wear. I had swollen up so much in such a short time that even what I had worn a day before she was born wouldn't fit. At one point Brad, not realizing how bad it was, grabbed my foot and squeezed and I about died. I literally thought that my feet would pop, I felt like the skin was expanding and that I would pop like a balloon. Him squeezing my foot left the grossest imprint for several minutes. After 2 weeks I think of me being home I was able to stop all the BP meds all together. Now that we are home Love bug seems to be getting really big to me, but she's still probably under 8lbs. She was 5lbs 4oz when she got to come home with us. I would spend about 8 hours every day up at the nicu, and I would cry every day as it killed me everytime I had to leave her, but I knew she was in the best hands possible. This entire thing was one of the hardest things I've ever had to endure. Being sick and all that came along with that and then having my baby in the hospital and not at home with me. Hubby was amazing through it all. I think that this all showed how strong our relationship is and made it stronger. I know that I'm blessed with an amazing man. I don't know many that would be able to go through all that we did. We never really realized just how sick I was. There are 5 doctors that are in the practice that I was at and I delt with each of them and they never really let on how bad I was. I guess they didn't want to scare me, but it was after the birth that they kept saying how serious the situation was and how sick I was. Recovery for me was pretty tough. I had the most awful bruising from my c section. They actually took a sharpy marker and traced it so that they could make sure that it wasn't growing. I was told that I won the prize for worst c section bruise that they'd ever seen. It was always a bit amusing to see the doctors and nurses reactions when they would go to check me and see it. It did make me nervous that if things were so bad looking on the outside what did my insides look like. We are doing good now, so thankful to be home and trying to get the hang of being a new momma.<br />
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She's 7 weeks old today, picture taken day she got to come home. Those marks are from the sensors she had to wear during her stay. She's changed so much already, I can't believe it!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-86667033137770760492015-01-03T16:29:00.002-08:002015-01-03T16:29:49.192-08:00Surprise! A Day Late Christmas Present. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Well, we didn't make it to even 37 weeks. Full blown preeclampsia hit and our little love bug was delivered at 33 weeks via emergency c section Friday December 26th at 6:31am. This is just a quick update that she's here. We still have a long road ahead of us. I'm still recovering from the surgery of course as well as the preeclampsia and she still has a lot of growing and developing to do, but she's strong and doing incredibly well. I'll write a more detailed post later about all that happened. For now, heres our little love. </span><div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-32162858837651802952014-12-17T15:31:00.001-08:002014-12-17T15:31:15.931-08:0040 Weeks...Will We Make ItSo much has happened in less than a week. Surprisingly diabetes has taken a back seat, for now. When I researched and we prayed about trying for a baby it never occurred to me that any complications would arise during the pregnancy that wouldn't be diabetes related. I wrote a little bit ago about how my blood pressure has been slightly elivated and we were keeping an eye on things. I still have maybe been a little too optimistic or maybe just nieve.<br />
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Today I am 32 weeks pregnant, I should have started the NST or baby heart/movement monitoring this week, but I started last week, a week early. It all started because she had been getting really active and then from that Saturday night to Monday I really didn't feel her enough for my comfort. I called my doc first thing that Monday morning and they had me come in for my first NST session. Baby girl was perfectly fine, just hiding behind my anterior placenta. My blood pressure was high as it had been so the tech took it again at the end of testing and it had barely dropped. She wasn't comfortable just letting me go but my doc was not in the hospital that day so she contacted one of the others out of the practice. That doc said to go ahead and have me schedule another NST later in the week since I was running high. Still I was not thinking much of it and I was totally unprepared for what happened Thursday at that appointment. I went in expecting to maybe have a little elevated BP like I had been, but instead I was just really high. I about flew out of my chair when they told me the number. We checked again after testing was done and I had not dropped enough. My doc happened to be in the testing area at the time so he came over to talk to me. I was still expecting to be sent home or for him to just give me a prescription and send me on my way. Nope, he sent me upstairs to maternity to have my BP and baby's heart monitored and to get blood work done to see if my blood was showing signs of pre-eclampsia. At that point I was still not expecting to be admitted. I did have hubby bring me up an overnight bag just in case. By the time he got to the hospital a few hours later they were admitting me. My BP had come down to what it had been hanging out at the last few weeks, and my blood work didn't show any signs of pre-eclampsia. Of all things my body has to go and be the mystery of course. They had to admit me because my sodium levels were severly low. To the point I could start having seizures at any moment they said. Even though they acted like it was a huge deal and had me somewhat concerned it still took them another 2-3 hours after admitting me to get the sodium solution hooked up to my IV. Durring this whole process I can say that baby girl was doing fabulously! They all seemed to be impressed with how well she is doing, so that's a huge releif! She is strong and healthy, Praise God! It's her momma that is making things complicated. On top of all of this I was apparently having contractions that they were surprised I couldn't feel. They were slightly concerned and checked to make sure that I wasn't dialating. Thankfully I wasn't. So by the next morning my sodium levels were good again and my BP was okay enough to let me go, but I was put on house arrest, no more work for the remainder of the pregnancy. I can go to church and Christmas funtions as long as I find a seat, prop my feet up and relax. That news was of course hard to take. I'm not totally confined to the house or the couch/bed, unless I have a day like today, but more on that in a minute. I had my weekley doc appointment yesterday, now with my BP looking as it has we will try to go as far out as we can this pregnancy, but right now he is thinking that he won't let me go past 37 weeks, possibly 36 weeks! Thats only 4-5 weeks away! Not the 7-8 we were hopng for! I could very well have my baby girl in my arms in a month, not cloze to 2. I go to the doc office tomorrow morning and Friday to get steroid injections to make her lungs develope quickly so that she can breath on her own when she comes early. This of course makes me super nervous even tho I know this is done all the time. Today I had planned to take the necessary paperwork to work and then get blood work done to check my sodium levels. Right before I was about to walk out the door I checked my BP and it was really high. I called my doc and left a message. I had just gotten off the phone with the doctor right before I checked my BP. I was told that they are thinking that I need to cut down on my meds that I take for the Diabetes Insipidus, that the meds are causing me to retain water, lower my sodium levels and possibly be causing high blood pressure. So no blood work till Monday so they can see how cutting back the meds is working. I had still planned to drive up to work, but once I saw the high BP I wasn't so sure. I got a call back pretty quickly and was told to lay down, drink water and take it easy and check my BP every couple hours and if it wasn't comimg down the to call back. I had spent all morning on the phone between scheduling appoitments with my high risk OB and trying to coordinate those with the NST sessions, and going in tomorrow and Friday for the steroid injections on top of trying to bump up my next endo appointment to about when we think 4 weeks after baby arrivle will be as well as trying to get him in touch with my high risk OB about the Diabetes Isipidus. I'm guessing all of that may have stressed me out enough to cause the significant high BP. I really don't know what happened. All I know is that all this feels pretty overwhelming at times, and I'm praying and hoping that cutting my meds down cause significant enough changes in BP that baby girl can stay in the oven longer. We'll see how things go with the steroids as well. I've been warned by my doc that those will throw my blood sugars high for about week or so. Just in time for Christmas. At least little girl is staying active and I'm feeling her movements. I love that! Stay tuned.....Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-77444784434372272542014-11-21T14:51:00.001-08:002014-11-21T14:51:49.345-08:00I Can, I Will, Accomplish This
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">It amazes me how much pregnancy hormones come into play with
blood sugars! I read other bloggers that write about their T1D and pregnancy
experiences and even the one book that I found on T1D and pregnancy and as
encouraging as their posts and the book were, at the same time I’ve read time
and time again so many say that insulin resistance didn’t really seem to kick
in and effect them. Or that that their A1Cs stayed 5.4 the entire pregnancy or
that they ate whatever they wanted just bolused for it and had no issues. Or that
they would cry when they saw any number above 150. I read how one woman ate a
big bowl of ice cream every night with no issues. Good for her! I’m glad she
was able to do it, but that blows my mind, and is a bit disheartening for me.
Why? Because I feel like I’ve struggled so hard to keep a fantastic A1C, that
it has not been a walk in the park and I don’t have occasional highs, but daily
and it’s always a rollercoaster of BGs. No smooth sailing for me. I’ve
discovered that I can eat light or fat free frozen yogurt and it won’t send my
BGs through the roof like ice cream will, for the most part, but sometimes, it
does. I feel like I may have 1 maybe 2 good days a week if I’m lucky where I
don’t go above 150, but other than that, I still see a whole lot of 180’s,
190’s and 200’s several times a week, and even multiple times a day. I don’t
believe this is because my CDE and I aren’t making aggressive enough changes or
that it’s my fault or what I’m eating. It’s just plain old dumb diabetes and
pregnancy and I won’t let anyone tell me otherwise. This is just how my body
works. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’ve come to the point for the
most part, not always, sometimes there are tears and fear of what is this doing
to my baby girl, but I’m getting to the point of just waiting them out, praying
and trouble shooting and sometimes, okay a lot of times doing some SERIOUS RAGE
bolusing. Especially on the weekend if things go really wonky and I won’t be
able to talk to my CDE until Monday about making corrections. With all of this
being said, when I got all my blood work done this week for the scare that my
doctor put me through, <a href="http://beautifuluglymystery.blogspot.com/2014/11/when-its-not-diabetes-scare.html">(you can read that here if you didn’t already</a>) he also
checked my A1C and I still had the best A1C I’ve ever had! 5.1%. Hallelujah!!!!
Wowza! I actually did a double take and made him show me the paperwork cuz I
really didn’t believe it. This really really hard work is paying off and as
long as it continues once I see my little one face to face I will feel that she is
the biggest accomplishment of my life! My CDE and I made even more changes to
my pump yesterday, second time this week. There have been other weeks we’ve made
changes 3 times. First was Monday and there were quite a few changes to be made
in just the 3 days since talking to her. It blows my mind how quickly my
insulin needs change on a daily basis even. I’m definitely going to be hitting
3x the amount of insulin I used before pregnancy, and I know at the rate
things are going that I’ll exceed that. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Pre-pregnancy I was using 17 something units
of insulin a day for my basal, amount going through me on a 24hr basis. Now???
I’m at 52.7units of basal, and then you have to add however much I’m taking at
meals. By Monday my needs will have increased beyond the 52.7 units. I’m going
through insulin reservoirs sometimes every other day depending on if it’s a
couple of bad days or I’m eating more. Each reservoir holds 300 units of
insulin and I’m getting to the point that on some days I’m going through 100+
units of insulin in a day! All the research and all the inquiring and all the
reading really and truly cannot fully prepare one for going through pregnancy
as a type 1 diabetic. I’m doing it, it’s doable, but it’s hard, but like I said,
when I see my little beauty for the first time I’m going to feel like the most
accomplished woman in the world! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-61965375076966781792014-11-18T16:42:00.000-08:002014-11-18T16:42:29.615-08:00When It's Not A Diabetes Scare<span style="font-family: Calibri;">It’s still November, it’s still Diabetes awareness month and
my plan for doing the daily instagram challenge failed miserably! Mainly
because….I’ve been stressing the last week and worried. But I think all the
prayers I asked for helped. This time, not diabetes related....<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A week ago yesterday I had my 4 week appointment with my
high risk OB and it wasn’t a good appointment. It started out normal, baby’s
heart beat was good, I measured good, BGs good, talked to him about the water weight I
believed I was developing that was causing my feet and calves to swell so that
a few pair of shoes don’t fit already and a couple pair of boots I cannot zip
up my calves. He wasn’t concerned with that…at first. When I first got there
the nurse took my blood pressure and it was slightly elevated, more than what
they would like. I told them about the stress of traffic on my way there and he
said he would have my BP checked again to make sure it had come down and that
it was only the traffic stress. (A sheet of drywall was on the highway I
thought I was going to collide with then not even 10 minutes later a huge rock
hit my windshield and cause me to actually scream out loud.) <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We had started to talk about the NSTs that
start in a few weeks and then my CDE came in and he asked for her to take my BP
while we talked. She took it and interrupted with that my BP had not come down
at all but stayed the same. It was still 149/something. That stopped the doctor
in his tracks causing him to grab my file and ask if we had talked about
exactly how much weight I’ve gained. I said no, but I wasn’t thrilled with the
number I saw on the scale. When he looked and saw that I’ve gained 32lbs
already he got serious. He examined me from head to toe, no I don’t look like I’m
gaining a lot of fat, he could see it being water weight. I didn’t really look
swollen, but with the higher BP and rapid weight gain he wanted to check these
out. He told me to purchase a blood pressure cuff and start checking 3 times a
day and write those numbers down. Then he had a jug sent home with me for me to
do a 24 hour urine collection on Sunday that I had to take right to a lab first
thing Monday morning to have tested along with getting blood work. This is
pretty standard for all T1D pregos, I’d forgotten about that but wasn’t worried
that he was having it done since it’s standard, but was worried that it would
show an issue since he seemed to think I’m retaining so much water. He started
talking about house arrest, how long I would actually continue to work and preeclampsia.
I started to freak out. He had me schedule an appointment to come back and see
him this morning so we could talk about the outcome of the tests and BP testing
and talk about how much longer I would work. So for the past week I’ve taken my
BP 3 times a day, Sunday did the urine collection and Monday bright and early
took it to the lab for analyzing and got blood drawn. Today was the appointment
to find out how things are looking and I swear, doctor’s like to freak their
patience out to get reactions for entertainment purposes. It turns out that he
never communicated to me that I should only worry about my BP if it reached 150
or over. Yes it said on the paper work in small print that if I reached 150 to
call my doctor or go to the ER right away, so I thought that was worst case.
Today he swore he told me that 150 or above was what he was looking for so my
BP is perfectly fine, that the 130s and 140s that I seemed to hang out in was
fine, he wasn’t worried about those. My urine and blood work came back perfect.
No kidney issues and no signs of preeclampsia developing. When I asked about
the weight gain he wasn’t worried about that either, although as you can
imagine I’m not happy about it. I haven’t gained in the past week, good, and he
said yes I’m probably swelling and retaining some water, but that’s normal and
he even said I still look like all belly, I don’t look like I’m gaining too
much. He wants to monitor that, but we went over my diet and what I typically
eat and he doesn’t see that I’m over doing it. Which I am thankful for because
even though I feel like my appetite has kicked into full gear and some days all
I want to do is eat I do believe I do pretty well at restraining myself from
eating everything possible. I was getting nervous that he was going to tell me
to cut back or something. No, I’m not under eating either. He is also chalking
it up to my DI which causes water retention and the T1 since I do have to take
in unwanted calories (like in the middle of the night or after I’ve stuffed
myself from a big meal and maybe over did it on the carb/insulin estimating) to
correct low blood sugars. So no bed rest, or house arrest as he originally put
it. He wants to start seeing me every two weeks already!!! How did this time
fly by so quickly??? He did tell me that I can’t do anymore full days of
running errands, house cleaning, laundry, dishes, cooking and then going out to
dinner with friends. That was how my Saturday was and I knew I was pushing it
but it all really needed to be done and at the end of the evening when I got
home my feet, ankles, calves and knees where all swollen. When I told him all
that he said no more of that. Since the swelling went away after resting he
wasn’t worried but to no longer push myself so much, that could eventually
cause a problem. So lots of rest, do chores for a bit then rest/nap. Run
errands, come home and rest. Cook/bake, then rest. He said as long as I let
myself rest I can do things, but not so much at a time anymore. Doctor’s
orders, guess I gotta follow them. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I just started to think about how long I’ve been diligently trying
for crazy amazing blood sugars and an A1C of the same. I know that we all as
T1s’ want this but when trying for a baby it’s something we strive for even
more, at least I have. It’s much easier to give in to burn out when you aren’t
growing human or trying for one. As of right now it’s been 20 months that I’ve
been trying diligently to count every carb and accurately does insulin without swaging,
exercise, check my BGs between 10-20 times a day sometimes more depending on
the day. By the time little girl shows up and since I plan on nursing, and that
is a whole nother reason to stay on top of tight BGs, that will leave me at
somewhere around 36 months give or take, or 3 years if you will, of crazy anal
control. That’s a loooong time! I was getting really burn out at the 14 month
mark, right before we got pregnant. I was starting to slack a bit, but of
course once I found out about little one growing inside I was back to being all
anal again. Maybe once she is born I’ll let up a bit just because I know she’s
not in there anymore relying on me to keep safe and growing healthy in the womb……BUT…..
as with everything else BGs seriously affect nursing. I need to do more reading
and even ask my CDE and doc more questions because I’ve heard conflicting
information, but one thing I do know is that if I run on the higher scale of
BGs it can cause milk production to be lacking. We don’t need none of that. Conflicting
info I’ve heard? Well, I’ve read that if nursing while BGS are high that the
milk itself can be harmful to the baby, then I’ve read that is not true that it
doesn’t matter. Either way, I’d rather keeps things at a minimum so there are
no issues with milk production, but never nursing with a high BG seems pretty
impossible. Altho…… nursing causes lows, which may help against nursing with a
high BG? Anyway, with all of this being said.. this is a long time to be so “good”
if you will. I don’t know how long I’ll last once she is born. I’m getting
tired and if she wasn’t part of the picture right now I know I’d be slacking
big time. There is so much pressure and many reasons to keep tight control and
I’m getting tired, really tired. I know that it will all be worth it in the end
when she is here. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve not been perfect by any means whatsoever.
I’ve guessed at times on the carb count on a much too sugary sweet treat and
indulged and paid for it, but I’ve also been on the other end of the spectrum
and eaten a less carb/sugar loaded item, counted correctly and dosed correctly
and still ended up in tears of frustration wondering what went wrong when I was
so sure everything I’d done was right. It’s tough, but I was encouraged the
other day when I saw on Facebook another T1D just had her baby boy and he is
beautiful and healthy! It was the encouragement I needed to remind myself that
I can do it, that Nora will be fine, healthy and beautiful and here before we
know it! Now to just get the energy to get the house and her room in order,
that’s a whole other story……<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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November is diabetes awareness month so I’m trying to follow along with Project
Blue November and post pics every day this month of life with diabetes. Here is
the link if you’d like to do so as well. <a href="http://www.projectbluenovember.com/#!instagram/c1d85"><span style="color: blue;">http://www.projectbluenovember.com/#!instagram/c1d85</span></a>
We’ll see how well I do with this. Here are my pics for November 1<sup>st</sup>,
2<sup>nd</sup>, and 3<sup>rd</sup>.<o:p></o:p><br />
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<o:p> #diabetesawarenessmonth</o:p><br />
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<o:p>November 2nd: I Am More Than Diabetes</o:p><br />
<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I am much more than diabetes. I’m a wife and a soon to be
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Now onto other things. I spoke too soon, or wrote too soon the other day when I
posted about how great things have been. Now I’m trying to figure out if my
body is trying to come down with something again or what. Talking to Deb my CDE today, she thinks it's just T1D and pregnancy. Last few nights after
dinner I’ve been running pretty high and can’t seem to get down until about
2-4am. Even a couple of afternoons I’ve been high after lunch but that’s been a
little hit or miss. Mornings have been pretty good, but running a bit low mid
morning. Seeing numbers in the 200’s a little too often right now, which is
hard enough to see numbers like this when not pregnant. There is enough guilt
without trying to grow a healthy human. When there is a little one inside of
you it’s about 100 times worse. It’s really hard to concentrate on anything
other than trouble shooting, trying to figure out what to do to get that number
down, how much insulin is on board and can I give more without overcorrecting,
should I set a temp basel rate for the next few hours, is this just pregnancy,
is it a sickness coming on, what is it?!!! How is the baby doing with this???!!!!
It doesn’t stop!!!! I’ve had my share of crying about it. I’ve done pretty well
just trying to stay focused and keep calm and not get stressed about it and cry, but
last night wasn’t one of those nights that I just couldn't keep it together</span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">. When this happens it’s one of the most
lonely feelings in the world because no one I know can possibly understand our relate. And guilty. My mind also goes to, “Should we have
done this?” “Was it selfish of me to want a baby?”, “Is she going to survive my
stupid BG issues?”, “I know that the doc is happy with my A1C but is he even
looking at the roller coaster that happens on a sometimes daily basis?”…… That
list goes on and on and on. It's frustrating for me because I read all these other blogs and books about T1D and pregnancy and yeah, it's encouraging to read about how tight control others have and what great A1Cs they are able to accomplish while pregnant and I start to feel like they don't ever have the kinds of highs I go through. Then that just another load of guilt added on like I must not be doing something right or I'm not diligent enough. Last night despite Brad trying to encourage me I
broke down. I couldn’t help it. I’d had my baby shower in the afternoon, it was
great, but of course carb counting was just total and complete swagging (scientific
wild a** guessing), along with the fact that I indulged in the chocolate torte<strike>
that is to die for by the way that a friend made. She is known for them and it’s
so hard to pass up</strike>. I caved. I surprisingly didn’t seem to go as high from that
as I did later in the evening after eating my veggie and beef soup for dinner.
Really???!!! That’s what sent me over the top?! Or was it the chocolate torte
from earlier in the day finally kicking in? It’s impossible to tell, but none
the less I cried after I spiked around 6:00 and was reaching in the low 200’s
around 10:00. All the awful thoughts were assaulting me along with the guilt and
fear. Something is
going on and it’s gotta be the pregnancy since this has been happening the last
3 nights. Deb and I just made changed again today, I’m praying those take care
of things and my BGs look a little better over the next day or so.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-9323350705872898502014-10-29T17:54:00.000-07:002014-10-29T17:54:09.756-07:00How Things Have Been...25 Weeks<br />
Wow, I didn't realize that it had been so long since I've written.<o:p></o:p><br />
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I'm 25 weeks today! <o:p></o:p><br />
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Everything is going great! At least now that I've gotten over sickness,
colds and infections that I dealt with for a while. It's amazing how great
blood sugars can be when those don't come in to play. Not that I haven’t
started struggling with insulin resistance because I have. <o:p></o:p><br />
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I think I talked a bit about my increasing insulin needs in a prior post or
two. They have defiantly increased. As of the changes that my CDE and I
made this week I am at 18 more basal units (insulin pumping through my
pump into me on a 24/7 basis) of insulin a day than I was prior to
pregnancy. This does not include the increased insulin to carb ratios for meals
and snacks that we have made. We are at the point of making changes on a
more regular basis. We are defiantly making changes every week and sometimes
twice a week if not more. I was freaking out for a while thinking how
quickly and hard it seemed that insulin resistance was hitting me, but
unfortunately/fortunately not sure which, I got cold/sickness twice in a month’s
time that screwed with things pretty hard core and made my BGs all wack! Now
that I'm over all of that things are "better". Like I said, we did
increase some basal rates this week, so my needs are increasing but since
getting over sickness, numbers haven't been nearly as terrifying as they were.
I'm learning that about 2-3 days prior to any kind of symptoms of sickness
showing that my BGs will spike more often and have a much harder time coming
down. It seemed that one of the last day of my cold was one of the worst
too. I think I felt awful that day not just because of the cold but because my
BGs hung in the mid 200's most of the day and I just felt like crap from that.
Between those and the emotional toll it took that day and the worry over baby
girl, that was a really tough day. After that, it was like a switch flipped and
my cold symptoms lessened drastically and my BGs started to come back into
line. <o:p></o:p><br />
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Since I last wrote, we came up with a name. Nora Joy. I'm happy to be
calling her by her name now. I had my last ultrasound last week, it was a fetal
echo. They took an intense look at her heart, but she really didn't want to
cooperate at first. She had her arms and legs up over her head and her
butt sticking up so the tech was having a really hard time getting a good look
at Nora's heart. The tech had me try emptying my bladder, lay on my side
for a while and neither worked. She tried for at least a good 30 minutes but
Nora just wouldn't move, I guess she was just too comfy. Once the tech
left and right before the doctor came in to take a look then Nora moved to
a perfect position. My doctor was then able to get a great look at her heart
and everything else and he says we have a beautifully healthy baby girl. Right
now nothing to be concerned about whatsoever. She is right on track with
her growth and everything. <o:p></o:p><br />
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Monday we started our 6 week classes on Labor & Delivery,
Breastfeeding, Newborn Care. With the holidays coming we really wanted to get
the classes completed before and not have to be going during all the hustle
and bustle and rushing of Christmas and New Years. Our first class was so so.
Hubby isn’t too crazy about the fact that I’m dragging him to the classes. I
think that as the weeks go on we will glean more needed info. I think that the
first week was just a lot of info that I’ve already read and relayed over to
hubs. I think that the breastfeeding, and newborn care portions of the class
will be what we really need. <o:p></o:p><br />
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Mid December is when I start the NSTs, the none stress tests on her heart. At
37 weeks I'll be going twice a week for these. From what I understand a band is
put around my belly and her heartbeat will be monitored and she’ll be monitored
for movement. These sessions could last from 30 minutes, to two hours,
depending on if Nora cooperates or not. I'm sure I don't have all my facts
straight so once I'm actually going through all of this I'll have more
specifics and details. <o:p></o:p><br />
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We have a lot of her nursery completed, just need to get organized as well
as a decorating things completed. Once we have my showers then I'll really be
able to get things together in her room. I have my first shower this weekend.
Can’t believe the time for it is already here. <o:p></o:p><br />
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More diabetes related.... A few Saturdays ago I had a bad day with my
Dexcom sensor. I went through 3 in a 12 hour period. I changed the first one
out that morning, but when I did I must have hit a blood vessel because blood
just pooled up under the sensor site. I still tried to keep it in and see if it
would work, but after over 8 hours of just totally inaccurate readings I knew
it just wasn't going to work. My Dexcom would say I was in the 60's and really
I was in the 120's. I'd try to calibrate and then it would go from saying I was
low to too high. I'd get readings in the 200's for example and I was only in
the 130's. I knew in order to be on top of my BGs that I had to change my
sensor. Having inaccurate readings like that would only cause me to freak out
and waste test strips when I really had no need for any kind of correction. I
finally changed it only to have the 2nd one in for 1 hour marinating in my skin
when I accidentally ripped it out of my thigh when I went to the bathroom.
Third time was the charm.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That one I
didn't rip out and the readings were "better". I gave it time and it
eventually got pretty close to being on track. It actually became more accurate
when I got closer to day 10 but I had to replace it because my skin was getting
irritated. This new one that I now have in I've placed in a new spot that I've
never used before. I've used my love handles but had switched to my upper front
thigh saving love handle space for my insulin infusion set sites. I've been
pretty happy with my thigh area as a place for my sensors, but decided it was
time to change it up. I placed it closer to my back, not really sure that it's
considered my love handle, maybe a bit of a muffin top? ;P I don't know,
anyway, readings have been pretty spot on from the get-go! That's been pretty
fantastic! At first I wasn't sure how comfortable I was having it
there, but now that I'm on day 9 of having it here I've gotten accustom to
it being there. Since I can't lay on my back that's not what the issue was, it
was just a little uncomfortable when I'm sitting at my desk and I lean
back, or when trying to roll over in bed. I was a little nervous I'd rip it out
in the middle of the night trying to get comfortable, but that hasn't happened
yet. <o:p></o:p><br />
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A couple of weekends ago we did our last big trip away before baby, I don't
know that I'd say we went on a baby-moon. We went to LA to visit Brad's best
friend and his family. Since there was no just us time, I myself wouldn't call
it a baby-moon. It was a bit stressful for me, but nice to get away for a long
weekend. We left on Thursday and came back on Monday. I say that it was
stressful for me because being off my normal routine and eating junk most of
the weekend of course threw my BGs to the sky a lot. Of course I played it off
to all of that when I should know by now that it's more likely insulin
resistance in my pregnancy. I finally changed some basal rates on my own Sunday
morning after another night of highs that wouldn't come down. That seemed to
help a lot and I wish I would have done it sooner. Since then and the changes
that my CDE made when we got back things got much better. My other stress was
of course airport security. Leaving wasn’t so much of an issue. I kept my pump
on and went through the metal detector with no problem. Coming back…. LAX would
only let mother’s with children go through the metal detectors and everyone
else had to go through the full body scanners or opt for a pat down. I told
them my situation hoping that they would make an exception for an obviously pregnant
diabetic and they wouldn’t. So I had to wait for a pat down. That’s never fun.<o:p></o:p><br />
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I’ve been able to get back to my evening walks which have been really nice
since the weather has changed and gotten really really pretty. It’s helping a
bit with my BGs and I know it’s doing both of us good in more ways than just for
my BGs. I'm hoping that this gets me on a schedule so that once it's too
cool for my walks I'll be in the habit of some sort of activity and I'll jump
on my exercise bike. I know that Nora needs me to do this in order to help with
keeping my BGs in a safer range. <o:p></o:p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-19034191601950975482014-09-26T10:37:00.000-07:002014-09-26T10:37:34.981-07:00Friday’s Five: Pros of Pregnancy & Diabetes
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Okay, sometimes while being prego and having T1D it seems
that there is no light at the end of the tunnel and maybe it was a really
really really bad idea….. But not always, there is a light at the end of the tunnel
and as I’ve said before and if you really do your research and talk to doctors,
nurses and CDEs that actually are truly familiar with and know their stuff
regarding T1 and pregnancy they will also tell that with tight control a very
healthy happy pregnancy and baby are to be had! <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">So here are my top 5 pros of being pregnant while dealing
with<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>diabetes…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">1.</span><span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal "Times New Roman";">
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Easier places to hide an insulin pump. With a
growing belly I have an easier time hiding my pump in that space between belly
and hip. Even with tight shirts my pump is harder to see. One of my big apprehensions
for getting a pump was that I like to wear dresses and it’s hard to find a
place to hide a pump while wearing a dress. This has for the most part flown
out the window. With my growing body I’ve got a bigger “pocket” or hiding place
in my chest to place my pump. Now no third weird looking bump when trying to wear
a dress. No one even knows!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">2.</span><span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal "Times New Roman";">
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: Calibri;">More baby pictures!!! Having a high risk
pregnancy means many more ultrasounds than that of the average mamma to be. I
think I’ve heard that the average is 2-3 during the entire 9 months. I’m 20
weeks and I’ve already had 3, that’s one every 6 weeks. Now we are down to
every 4 weeks!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">3.</span><span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal "Times New Roman";">
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: Calibri;">More doctor appointments. I’m sure that this
will eventually get old, but I actually look forward to each doctor appointment
and the close monitoring. I know that very close attention is being paid to me
and baby. It’s kinda nice having all the attention focus on me for once. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">4.</span><span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal "Times New Roman";">
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Healthy eating. My eating habits were not the
best before my T1 diagnosis. My normal on the go meal instead of a quick salad
as I might choose now was an entire Totino’s Pizza or pizza rolls. Other
regular food choices included frozen burritos, fast food or a bowl of cereal.
Or a box of macaroni and cheese and maybe adding a can of tuna with of course
more cheese. Breakfast if I even ate it, Pop Tarts or some other sweat
substance with not much real nutritional value. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Veggies, didn’t even consider them. I don’t
know what my eating habits would have been like had I gotten pregnant without
diabetes. Not that I wouldn’t care about taking care of my baby but the
diagnosis was a huge eye opener. I can imagine that I would have really truly taken
the term “eating for two” for real and kept with the fast food, and other junk
food never really thinking about it. Of course fast food I’ve craved more being
pregnant and I have given into those indulgences even more than I think I
should or than I normally would, but I do still make veggies and healthy
choices a priority. Even the cookies I made last weekend were healthier. Packed
with raw sugar, but less than what was called for, organic oatmeal, ground flaxseed,
almonds, raisins, cranberries and the indulgent part… semi sweet chocolate
chips.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">5.</span><span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal "Times New Roman";">
</span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Eating in moderation. Okay, so this kind of goes
along with eating healthy. Since I have to watch my BGs so closely I can’t just
eat what I want when I want, not even an apple or banana. Yes, I’m making sure
to eat plenty for little girl as well as myself, but over eating after I’ve
eaten what I’ve given enough insulin for is not really an option. At least not
for me. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’ve found for me it’s best to
try not to let my eyes get bigger than my belly because I still can tend to get
full quickly. So I portion out my meals and snacks and eat what I bolus insulin
for. If I decide I want more, then I need to bolus more insulin and wait 15-20
minutes for that to kick in. By the time that happens my food has most likely
settled and I’d no longer want what I thought I did. Therefore, this should
keep from excessive weight gain. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I know
that every person, every body type is different so I know that what works for
me to control weight gain like this won’t necessarily work for someone else. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-29855820272995476102014-09-24T05:38:00.000-07:002014-09-24T05:38:22.424-07:00Following Doc’s Orders: Eat Frozen Yogurt<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Yesterday I mentioned in my last post that I was considering
going low carb to maybe help with the insulin resistance in pregnancy. That
afternoon I ate lunch a little later than usual but my BGs spiked before even
eating lunch and I waited about 40 minutes after taking my insulin before
eating. Even still with the waiting and accurate amount of insulin I still
spiked up to 208 about 2 hours after lunch. Frustrating. I emailed my CDE
asking for her advice on going low carb and she called me not long after to talk
to me and answer any questions and try to ease my fears. Since I haven’t
mentioned it lately, I still think she’s great! I have such a great support system
with both her and my high risk OB. They are pretty fantastic. Anyway, so
this is what I learned and she said about low carbing it. Being prego going low
carb is a big NO NO! She said that it’s not healthy for me or the baby. There
are nutrients in the carbohydrate foods that both of us need. Those are things
that I pretty much figured but I had read that some T1D pregos have done the
low carb thing to help minimize the highs. I don’t care how much insulin I need
to take, I’ll take whatever is needed to work, I’m not trying to avoid taking
insulin, I’m trying to avoid the highs. What I did learn from Deb is that
apparently the minimum requirement for pregnant women on a daily basis is 160
grams of carbs. Now, if you are not diabetic and have never paid attention to
carb counts I’m sure that sounds like a lot, but really it’s not at all. If you
are a regular soda drinker one can of soda typically has about 35-45 grams of
carbs. An everything bagel from Trader Joe’s has a total of 60 grams of
carbohydrate, 1 individual serving size bag of Cheeze-its has 25 grams of
carbohydrate. A peanut butter protein Kind Bar has 17 grams, and a Burger King
Whopper Jr and small fry has 76 grams of carbohydrate total. I know that these
are random food items, but see, I’m hoping that those items help you to see how
easy it is to eat way more than 160 grams of carbs in a day. Deb told me that
if I do want to stay on the low end of the carb spectrum that she would like
for me to ration out my carbs this way:<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Breakfast (because it can be the worst meal of the day to
send BGs sky high): 30 grams<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Morning snack: 15 grams<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Lunch: 45 grams<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Afternoon snack: 15 grams<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Dinner: 45 grams<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I have been having about 30 grams of carbs as an evening
snack in a mug of frozen yogurt. I’ve found that either the brand Skinny Cow
ice cream or frozen yogurt do not mess with my BGs the way regular ice cream or
frozen custard does. It’s a total miracle! I hadn’t admitted to Deb that I was
already eating that just about every night, but after she told me the breakdown
of the least amount she would like for me to eat as I listed above she went on
to say to enjoy food. Stop stressing, that this is going to happen, my insulin
needs will continue to increase and we will get it worked out. She said to eat
fun things. She is the one that actually brought up and encouraged me to eat
Skinny Cow bars! That’s when I admitted to my indulgence and she said I should
try plane vanilla frozen yogurt with pumpkin pie spice. I did and it’s to die for. She also said that if I want something close
to apple pie to chop up an apple, microwave it until soft and add pumpkin pie
spice to that as well. I will be trying this one FYI! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> Altho</span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> I have her tips and “ permission” and her encouragement does make me feel a bit
better. I did end up spiking after the frozen yogurt last night and wouldn't come down to under 140 till almost 4 this morning. I’ll be sending her my numbers later today for more adjustments because
I’m really not happy with how yesterday and the night before looked. You know
the t-shirts that say “Stay Calm…” with whatever after it? I need one that says
“Stay Calm and dose insulin and enjoy your food”. Here’s to insulin resistance
and pregnancy! I’ll do my best as always, and keep eating to keep little girl
fed. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">***As usual, these are just my opinions, thoughts and what my doctor/CDE has told me. I am not a medical professional in any way shape or form. If your doctor, nurse or CDE says something different, please follow their advice or ask them questions regarding anything that I have written. Please do not take any of what I say as medical advice.***</span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-81041002970656446532014-09-23T10:19:00.000-07:002014-09-23T10:19:50.648-07:00It's A!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">We’re having a…………!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">No names yet that we can agree upon so right now I’m calling
her my little joy most of the time, if not that then just baby girl. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I know that it’s been a while since I’ve written. Not a
whole lot new to tell. I’ve been blessed that I still haven’t have a lot of the
normal pregnancy issues. My biggest issue for the last week has been really bad
back pain already. I’m carrying her all in the front, belly and boobs and I
guess it’s messing with my back already. Between my back hurting and not being
able to get comfy in bed, peeing at least 3 times a night and my Dexcom waking
me up to alert me to highs and lows I’m not getting the amount of sleep that I
should. Which I know is messing with my BGs. But so far I’m thankful I haven’t
been as sleepy as I’d have thought. With my back hurting the way it is, and
then when I had the cold just a bit before that I’m not getting to go on my
walks or work out or do yoga the way I had hoped to continue during pregnancy.
We’ve also been incredibly busy around the house between getting Brad’s office
moved to the basement and turning that into her nursery and then at the same
time renovating the bathroom. Although I haven’t really been able to help with
any of that, between going to look at and pick up items for the bathroom in the
evenings and trying to stay on top of house work I’m having a hard time trying
to find time to attempt yoga or anything anyway. I think it would help my back
a lot and my BGs…. Which leads to the next subject. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m
already starting to head into the insulin resistance part of my pregnancy. That’s
been a whole lot of fun. I’ll be 20 weeks tomorrow, so half way there if not
more already! Depending on if she comes early or not. It’s flying by! Between
an infection and a cold I had a few weeks back at first I wasn’t sure if I was already
developing insulin resistance until my doctor discovered the infection via
blood/urine test and then the following week I developed a cold. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After that I seemed to be in the clear for a
little bit longer, but about week 17 or so I started noticing higher numbers
and my need for more insulin. At times I think it’s not freaking me out the way
I thought it would but then there are times like last night as I was laying in
bed trying to read and seeing my numbers climb despite the basal rate changes
that my CDE made to my evening rates yesterday I tear up and start praying my
heart out that these crazy BGs don’t affect baby girl. I try to remember that
it’s not the short term high but the long term that will hurt her, but it’s
still not pleasant to be going through. With last night and even today’s
numbers not being what I want to see I’ll probably be sending my numbers into
my CDE again Thursday if not tomorrow. I don’t think that waiting until next Monday
will be a good idea. I’m contemplating switching to a low carb diet if I’m
going to have real issues with getting things under control. Up until now I’ve
been doing really well and had a fantastic A1C. Last month it was 5.6 which was
a record for me. Last week when I got blood work done it came back as 5.1!!!
That’s amazing and that what I’m trying to hold onto and pray I can continue
through the rest of my pregnancy. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-20766820289171482172014-09-11T14:29:00.000-07:002014-09-11T14:29:38.294-07:00While Keeping THE Secret-Week 10As of yesterday I'm 18 weeks! Wow how time is flying by. Next Thursday we find out if Baby is a boy or a girl! So excited for that. I can't believe the we are only 2 weeks away from the half way point! For all we know we could have already hit the half way point if I have to go early, but Lord willing I will be able to go up to the full 40 weeks and let little one come naturally with no induction.<br />
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Here is what was going on at 10 weeks....<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Wow! Today is officially the first day of week 10 and boy do
I feel like a COW! So far I have not had a constant desire to devour everything
in front of me. So far I’ve felt way too bloated and get really full really
quickly that I can’t eat much in one sitting. This is something to get accustom
to because I have unfortunately forgotten at times that I can only eat so much,
pre-bolus before eating and then I get full really fast with more insulin on
board than the food that I thought I would be able to eat. Then of course I
drop and I have to chug juice or something. This is the first day that I have
really been eating what feels like eating for 2 may feel like, but it’s not because I’m really hungry. Yes, I have been hungrier today than I feel like I
have in 10 weeks, but my BGs keep going down. I know that the typical type 1 will
start getting crazy excessive lows between weeks 8-9, and I guess I’ve had more
than before but I kinda think that’s because I’m so afraid of highs right now and
I know that I’m over calculating carbs and insulin, which I know is also not a
good thing at all. So today, I’ve grazed, and grazed and grazed. I know I’ve
read that for the typical woman it’s best to eat 6 small meals a day or to eat
every 2 hours to help with this bloating/full issue. This is where the issue
with T1D comes in. To make sure that not too much or too little insulin is on
board and to make sure that BGs stay steady and not roller coaster or run high
it’s best for someone like me to eat every 3 to 4 hours, not every two. Today, that’s not really been possible. I’ve been snacking
every 2 hours at least, if not every hour. I don’t want to put anything else in
me, but as I watched my Dexcom screen earlier my BG was slowly creeping down
again. I ate a handful of potato chips and that seems to have finally kicked in
because I’m now going up a bit. I know, my last choice of snack not the best
but I really am trying to stay as healthy and nutritious as possible with my snack/meal/and
low treatment choices as I possibly can. This has been hard because veggies
are gross to me right now, really really gross. I can eat something one day and
the next I almost lose my stomach if I don’t get away from the smell/sight of
it fast enough. Thankfully, this is the extent of sickness for me. I really am
not having too bad of an issue with sickness, it’s just veggies/salads that I’m
really struggling with. I hate that, because I so want to eat healthy and get the
best nutrients that I can and being disgusted by veggies just stinks. (Literally)
So today since I’ve been grazing I think I’ve done pretty well staying away
from the bad unhealthy things that I could be devouring. I had my normal breakfast
of oatmeal with almond milk, about a 4<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup> cup of blueberries, a table
spoon of peanut butter and an orange on the side. A couple hours later it was raisins
and almonds, a little after that yogurt. Not long after that was lunch of a
peanut butter and honey(from a local bee keeper) on whole grain bread. Then of
course I couldn’t go more than an hour after that then I had a cheese stick and
some more almonds and some cashews. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then
I had the potato chips and another cheese stick. I was really hoping to go
without eating something until dinner time which is usually between 6:30 and 7,
but now I’m eating a Aldi Kind bar knock off. I was starting to get a tad bit
queasy and now my BG is creeping back to lower 80’s again. Plus I want to get a
work out in still before dinner. So back to this bloating issue…. I know I
shouldn’t be showing yet, but dang this bloating is crazy! At week 8 I had two
random people actually say something about when I was due. Really?! I know I
had a bit of a tummy pooch before but this is just a bit of a bummer. A friend
of mine who is 11 weeks ahead of me is not even showing yet, I look more preggers than
she does! I think that my biggest concern along with weight gain is that if
this isn’t giving the secret away then as much as I’ve eaten today may. We just
told Brad’s family this past weekend. This Saturday we are telling a couple of
really good friends of ours, Sunday we are telling my family and then after
that we’ll start making more phone calls. There are a couple of other people I
have to tell before I even tell work because I’m afraid once I tell work it
will end up on social media or…. through the grape vine, my bestie growing up
who still talks to the owner of the company I work for will find out that way.
This is way more complicated than I imagined and we gotta start telling soon. I
have my second doctor appointment tomorrow, which is actually my first prenatal
appointment since the first was just the ultrasound. Which by the way, that was one of the
most amazing things ever! It was such a relief to see that everything was okay.
I know I don’t usually look forward to doctor’s appointments, and I’m sure I
will start to get sick of them, but for right now I’m looking forward to and
excited for each of the upcoming ones that I already have scheduled. I know
that they will put my mind at ease. I’m really not complaining about any of
this, just telling how it is for me so far as a T1D who is growing a human in her belly. Yay! This is so
exciting! I think now that we have at least told Brad’s family it’s becoming
more real. I’m so overwhelmed at times over the past week with happiness that I
cry happy tears of joy. That’s mainly when I’m in the car and I’m listening to Jonathan
David and Melissa Helser’s newest album. Some of their stuff just gets me, and
I end up crying thank yous to Jesus. I’m so amazed! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-20740382733924570252014-09-05T13:50:00.001-07:002014-09-05T13:50:49.541-07:00What Does The Body Of A Diabetic Look Like?
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">What does the body of a diabetic look like?<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">We come in all shapes, sizes, colors, ethnic origin,
religious and social backgrounds. We are all unique, but all share some common
tell tale signs. You would never know just by looking at us on a daily basis.
You may not even know on a regular basis if you don’t see a diabetic managing their
chronic illness. Some of us have learned an art of hiding it from you and have
no desire to share this information with anyone other than close family or who
they deem to be important or need to know. Others of us would like to make the
world aware of our disease and educate everyone we can. You might get a glimpse
of what you <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>might assume to be a cell
phone, pager or camera but what is really an insulin pump. You would never give
it a second thought, unless you where one of us, because seeing someone like us
out in real life is so far and few between. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">If you look closely you will see multitudes of very small
dots on finger tips and calluses from finger sticks. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"> You will see tiny dots
on a stomach, sides, shoulders, legs, hips, thighs or arms. Dots from the
needles of insulin injections, insulin pump infusions sites or CGM (Continuous
Glucose Monitor) sites. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"> You very well may see
skin irritation from these sites and or the skin tape/tac that is used
sometimes to keep these things in place.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"> In the summer you
might see a circular like tan line from a sensor and or infusion site/tape. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"> Sometimes you might
see a bruised vein in the arm from getting blood work done and a nurse didn’t
know what they were doing or couldn’t find a vein at first. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"> You might see one of
us looking like we are having a hot flash or a dazed and confused look on our
face due to a sever blood sugar low reaction.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"> You might see a
bruise or a scrape on a body part that was a wound from a clumsy mistake that
was made during a blood sugar low. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"> Occasionally you may
see a bruise from an insulin injection, insulin pump infusion site or CGM site
that developed after a blood vessel was hit during the process of trying to
stick the need in the correct spot.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I started thinking about these things this afternoon after I
for some reason decided to count the little dots on my love handles and
stomach. Since I use my sides more often than my stomach I only had 6 dots on
my stomach and 10 dots on my left side and 16 on my right. Most are pretty
faded, but they are still there. I also have a couple of tan marks from my
infusion sites from the last weekend when we were at the lake and I’m sure to
have a tan mark on my thigh when I remove my sensor that I’ve had on for quite
some time. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">Are there other physical signs not listed that you get or have?</span></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-62125430107496759802014-08-27T14:45:00.000-07:002014-08-27T14:45:46.718-07:00While Keeping THE Secret-Day Before The Big Day: Week 7<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I'm 16 weeks today!!! Baby is now the size of an avocado!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">But here is what was going on at 7 weeks...Be warned, I'm pretty blunt and honest about my fears and worries in this one and some may find it offensive...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">7 Weeks and 6 days: Monday June 30</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tomorrow is the BIG day! It’s the day that I’ve been waiting
for since we found out. I’m so excited, yet nervous and apprehensive. I just
want to know that everything is okay. I know that is how I will be each and
every time we have an appointment, but it will put my mind at ease just a bit
for a afterwards if, God willing everything checks out okay with every ultrasound, every test.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I was thinking about it today, how all mamas to be worry, but how
much more I have to be concerned over. I was talking to someone the other day
who had had a miscarriage and they said that it had never even occurred to them
that would even be a possibility for them. Unfortunately that has been one of
many fears that I have. I'm not sure how many nightmares I've had about it. As awful as this sounds, part of me would rather that
happen than have something be seriously wrong. I know that no one wishes for
any kind of issues with their baby, but I feel like I’m praying hourly for our little jalapeno. (That a huge craving, spicy and jalapenos. So I'm nick naming little one jalapeno) It’s been
tough for me too because for some reason I’m having real issues with getting my
BGs in line. This early on I didn't expect to have an issue. I’m trying so hard
and yet…. For example it’s been that I bolus for a meal, my BGs drop before I’m
even finished with my meal, they finally get to a safer range maybe an hour or
more after I've finished my meal only sometimes after downing a juice. I then
wait for a safe BG to show up, once I see a number that I’m more comfortable
with I then bolus for the juice or whatever sugary substance I put into my
system. Then maybe 2-4 hours after I've eaten, my BGs climb, and climb and climb. Most of the time I still have too much insulin on board to do a
correction so it’s either I jump on my stationary bike or do a work out of some
sort. That will usually help, but then it still takes some time and eventually correction
boluses and then it’s never a smooth landing. It’s usually a crash and the
process starts all over again. I’m getting fed up and it’s scary. I worry about
what is going on inside of me. I talked to my CDE about this last week. She
gave me some assurance and I’m hoping after tomorrow’s ultrasound and seeing
the doctor and the tune ups that my CDE added to my pump today, that I’ll feel
better about things. When I talked to my CDE last week she said that this early
some women do have insulin resistance, not all, but some women do have it
before the season of lows start to kick in and hang out between 8-20 weeks. She said that at
this point with progesterone production getting kicked into high gear that can
be the cause of insulin resistance. I’m thinking that on top of that the reason
that I’m bottoming out so soon after taking my meal time insulin is possibly
something I read recently. I read that it takes the body longer to metabolize food when pregnant due to how the body is pulling nutrients from the food for the baby. That has me wondering if that is why it's taking longer for my BGs to go high after meals instead of right away and my insulin that I took for the meal is already waning from my system. I've never heard of any of this in any of the books or anything that I've read on Type 1 and pregnancy so I really don't know. I had never hear or read what my CDE told me either so I find that quite odd. I'm definitely bringing all this up at my appointment tomorrow. I'm sitting here, trying not to freak out about how I'm seeing my BGs climb right now and wondering what to do. Am I too high to go work out? This number is ugly and making me mad. I'm trying to trust in the Lord and realize He is in control of this growing little one anyway and He knows what He is doing. I know that this is just the beginning of a new and difficult journey, a journey that I have prayed for so I'm just try to be thankful. Thankful that I haven't had much in the way of morning sickness at all, that my energy has been higher that I would ever expect and that I'm mainly just dealing with cramping, sore chest, craving for spicy food and a few food aversions. Which is also not the best thing, I'm craving all unhealthy awful for me food, like fast food and I gag at my healthy favorites. Cooked greens of any kind, asparagus, brusssle sprouts, spinach, green beans, they all gag me. Avocado is a wild card and I LOVE avocado! Onions are a huge no no and eggs for breakfast, can't even think about that. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I really want tomorrow morning to hurry up and get here! In the meantime I guess I'll go work out and try and get this ugly high down. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">**My spicy and jalapeno craving have now subsided so each week baby is pretty much referred to as whatever fruit it's the size of for the week. Also, seeing the ultrasound the next day for the first time was the most amazing thing I've ever seen! Baby was just as it should be, looked to be the right size for the estimated due date and the heart rate was beautiful!***</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-53872386992348665362014-08-26T14:33:00.000-07:002014-08-26T14:33:32.330-07:00Infections, Blood Sugars and Pregnancy
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">How Infections Affect Blood Sugars/Pregnancy<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Over the last several weeks I’ve been struggling with some
wonkey blood sugars, they’ve been high overnight and going high an hour to two
hours after meals and not coming down in a timely or nice fashion. At least not
as I’d like being pregnant and all. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m
16 weeks into my pregnancy tomorrow and I was sure that I shouldn’t be hitting
insulin resistance quite yet, that I should have maybe somewhere around another
month or so before that kicks in but with the way my body seems to just not
follow text book standards I was starting to think that’s the direction I was
heading. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Then last week on Monday I had my every 4 week prenatal appointment
with my perinatalogist and I asked him how often a pregnant woman really should
be peeing. He said with me being diabetic, having <a href="http://www.webmd.com/diabetes/guide/what-is-diabetes-insipidus">DI</a> and being pregnant that I
would be going a lot. I told him that I really didn’t feel that my BGs should
be affecting how often I go, which even though I’ve struggled with being higher
than I’d like for longer than I’d like at times I only had a few times that I’ve
been high enough to make me go so much. There have been a few times that I’ve
reach above 200 and stayed there for a while and I think there was a time I
reached into the 300’s. That was rough and really scary. I told the doc that some days it seems
like I’m going every 30 maybe even 15 minutes! I had no symptoms of a bladder
infection but he said he would have a urine culture done anyway. He also
discovered after I asked about when a couple of blood tests would be done, that
I hadn’t gotten prenatal blood work done and it should have been done at my
first appointment. Lovely……….<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Friday we were on the road to KC to see family for the
weekend and I got a call from one of the nurses. I have to say that I’m
thankful that I’m a reader and a researcher and that I asked about the blood
tests getting done when I did. I didn’t know my blood type before but I do now!
First thing that the nurse brought to my attention and went over with me that
we need to monitor is that I am <a href="http://americanpregnancy.org/pregnancycomplications/rhfactor-2.html">RH negative</a>, Brad is not sure his blood type but we know that both of his parents are positive so at 28 weeks I’ll need to have a
shot to make sure that it doesn’t affect anything, which it shouldn’t since it’s
my first pregnancy, but to be on the safe side, it’s standard and because it's pretty likely then that baby could be a positive blood type. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Next… why have I been
having issues with my BGs and peeing more??? No bladder infection but they did
go ahead and check for <a href="http://americanpregnancy.org/pregnancycomplications/groupbstrepinfection.html">Group Beta Strep</a> which is usually checked for latter in
the pregnancy but guess what?! Not only am I carrier I actually have an
infection! Because there are no symptoms other than urinating more, at least that’s
what the nurse said can happen even though when I’ve read about it it says that
it can cause bladder infections which they didn’t find, not necessarily that it
would make me go more… Anyway, I’m now on an antibiotic to kick it. I talked to
my CDE yesterday after I sent in my BG log and she said that after 3 days of
the antibiotics we should see a change in my BGs. She did go ahead and have me
make a few changes to my basal rates and insulin to carb ratios, but she wants
me to touch base before the long weekend because she was really hesitant that with
the meds kicking in I’ll be back to having lows more often. Since I started on
the antibiotic Friday night yesterday would have made it 3 days. Like she said,
I’m seeing a difference already! I had a bad night on Saturday where I was
awake if not every 30 minutes then it was about every 60 to give a correction
of insulin on top of the 45% basal increase I had set on my pump and I still
couldn’t get below 150 for over 6 hours. Pre-pregnancy, I wouldn’t have cared,
I probably would have gotten even higher actually because I would have set the high
snooze alarm on my Dexcom for more than 30 minutes and wouldn’t have been
giving crazy amounts of insulin. Being pregnant, I don’t want to even go there!
Last night I woke up to my low alarm twice and I was in fact low and had to get
up and drink juice. This morning when I woke up things started out a bit rough
being low again and instead of eating breakfast I drank juice again. I think
after that the other glasses of juice from a couple of hours earlier kicked in
because then I started to go high. I waited to eat and ate almost right before walking
out the door for work and then all morning I’ve needed to snack to keep my BGs
up. Again, I’m so thankful for modern medicine and the advantages that we have
today. Looks like I may be back to avoiding so many highs! Just praying that
the ones I have had haven’t already made an impact on this little person. People are getting summer colds and funk around work so I'm trying to keep a good intake of vitamin C in my system each day. After these last couple of weeks fighting an infection I didn't even know I had the last thing I need is to get sick on top of it! I'm not just being paranoid or a germaphobe, but as it is prego ladies already have a compromise immune system, diabetics even more so. Then add getting sick to top all of that off that will increase BGs which are scary for a growing baby in the mama's tummy. I know that this cold and flu season my co-workers and friends who just don't get it will think I'm an even bigger germaphobe, and I hope they are more sensitive and realize how important it is for me not to get sick! Anxiety
up until every ultrasound/doctor appointment is killer sometimes. Let's see this baby is doing well and avoiding this mommy's blood sugar issues. </span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-11756534807977342652014-08-22T07:48:00.001-07:002014-08-22T07:48:57.147-07:00While Keeping THE Secret-What Was Really Going On: Week 5<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif";"><span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">This secret has been sooo
hard to keep! <o:p></o:p></span></span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">
</span><br />
<span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">It was so hard for a year
and 3 months to hear and see everyone else getting pregnant. Facebook was
becoming torture and even going to church or any social event was getting
to the point that all I wanted was to be a hermit and stop hearing seeing that
everyone was getting pregnant but me! It was like all anyone else had to
do was have sex and boom! There's a baby whether they wanted that baby or
not! We on the other hand if you either know me personally and I have opened up
to you or you have been following my blog know that getting pregnant was not so
easy for us. So for then 2 months it was hard being on Facebook and going
anyplace and not blabbing our news. It didn't help that in a 2 week time I had
social events scheduled with different sets of girlfriends that I don't get to
see very often and I had to keep my lips sealed. Also in that two week time I
saw my sister who I rarely see and I still had to keep the secret. Which was
not the easiest because when I saw my sister I was not feeling the best.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Since there has been so
much on my mind and so much that I’ve wanted to write about I decided to still
write when I had the inkling so that all my thoughts were typed out in real
time and I didn’t miss anything. The rest of this post and several to follow
will be some of those posts so you get to see what was going on in our lives
and in my head as it was happening as a pregnant Type 1.</span></span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">5 Weeks and 6 days: Tuesday June 17</span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif";"><br />
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</span><span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">There have been a ton
of feelings since we found out. Right now, as I write this, it
still hasn't quite hit me, it does yet
it doesn't quite feel like a reality. We have exactly 2 weeks before
our Big appointment when we get to see the first pictures of our
little jalapeno and then maybe, just maybe things will feel more
real. </span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif";"><br />
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<u2:p></u2:p></span><span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> Before
I even took the tests, I knew. In my gut. It was different this time. I think
that the diabetes and other health issues have made me so self aware and so in
tune with my body that I just knew something was different.
I didn't have any of the standard signs that you hear everyone talk
about, no morning sickness, no cravings, no overly emotional. No, I had
symptoms that of course I played off at first to being side effects of the hell
pills I was on to get me to this point. I had cramps about a week before I
should have started, which is when I had been starting to get them over the
last couple of months prior, but they felt different this time. My chest was
very sore and tender, but that also felt different. I know that “they”, whoever
“they” are, say that symptoms aren't felt until 5, maybe 6 weeks but
the more I read others blogs the more I saw that’s not always the case. I
finally found in "What To Expect When You're Expecting" that said
that frequent urination can start as soon as 2 weeks! Well that explains a lot.
With my </span><a href="http://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/diabetes-insipidus/basics/definition/con-20026841"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Times New Roman;">DI</span></span></a><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">
I was thinking that was being affected and that maybe my meds needed to be
increased, but when I called my doctor's office and asked the nurse said no. No
need to increase anything yet, that the DI shouldn't be affecting anything
quite yet.</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif";"><br />
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</span><span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"> My reaction to
the plus sign on the test stick wasn't what I expected, maybe because
I couldn't believe it, maybe because I was too scared. I
had checked 2 days earlier than maybe I should have. I knew I wouldn't really believe it until I had real confirmation. I did take a third test 2 days latter and then called my doctor who then had me get the blood work done to confirm. When the nurse called me back she said that I was very pregnant! I don't even know what that means! Anyway when I had thought about
the day that I would first see a positive sign I thought I would cry hysterically from sheer joy and then jump up and
down and scream in giddy excitement but I did neither. I was too stunned I
think. After all this time, after 1 year and 3 moths I had started to lose
faith, started to think maybe it wasn't supposed to happen for
us. I know that isn't a long time compared to some, but I think with
all the preparing myself due to “D” and getting myself ready and then
thinking that we had been trying for a year to then find out that we needed
help that in turn made it feel like we were back at square 1 and that the last
year was not really trying at all………….. I think I was dumbfounded. I remember
crying in the shower later that day, it was a happy cry. I had to get ready to
go to a wedding and wasn't sure I was going to be emotionally put
together. I don’t cry at weddings, I never have, but I sure as heck did
tear up and thought I could lose it a couple of times during the ceremony. I
think just because I was still feeling very overwhelmed. That’s weird to think
it was only a little over a week ago, I feel like that was forever, I feel
like I've known forever. But, I haven’t. </span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif";"><br />
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<u2:p></u2:p></span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"><span><u2:p> </u2:p></span>This
secret is hard to keep. I want to shout it from the mountain tops! “Look what
the Lord has done! Look! It happened! Look all my hard work paid off of getting
myself ready!!!” When I really let myself go there, and think about it that way
I start to tear up and a few times I have cried a little. It’s exciting and
happy. I thought I would be a lot more scared of my BGs and what they are doing
to things on the inside, but I've felt at peace. I
know I've prayed for that, but I never expected to
be this peaceful and calm about it. Maybe because my BGs have been
absolutely incredibly amazing! That’ s a nice thing, that beautiful BGs happen
in the very beginning. I haven’t hit the low all the time faze yet. I know
that’s coming in the next few weeks. Now don’t get me wrong, I have had
some highs, but thankfully they haven’t lasted long and any that did seem a bit
stubborn to come down have happened at home and I’m able to go jump on my
stationary bike and ride the sucker down. That did bite me in the butt the
other night. I had crept up to 177, had been above 150 for over a couple of
hours and I decided to go ride the bike for a few to get things down to a
better level. I had insulin on board, but since it hadn’t seemed to be kicking
in the way I wanted I decided to try the bike. It worked, but since my CGM has
been a fritz case lately and not on target like I would like, it kept telling
me all night long that I was in the 60s/50s and I wasn’t. There was one time
that I was 60 something but the rest of the time when I did a finger stick I
was in the 80’s and 90’s. Ugh! At least I got myself down. July 1st at 9am
cannot come fast enough! I want to see the ultrasound pictures of our baby and
hear the heartbeat! Come on July first and just get here!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-83655098408124261652014-08-20T14:51:00.002-07:002014-08-20T14:51:16.320-07:006 Years of Living Life to the Fullest!<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I completely forgot this morning until after I ate half of a
chocolate long john donut that today marks 6 years of living with type 1 diabetes. Or at
least since my diagnosis since I believe I started developing the disease at
least a year before my diagnosis. Anyway, I felt a very strong pull to eat a
half of a long john, they were sitting on the kitchen table at work calling my
name. I usually ignore them, I usually pass by and act as if I don’t hear them
calling out to me but this morning there was no denying that they were calling
to me. So I gave in. After I ate it and when I realized that today is my 6 year
diaversary I didn’t feel quite so bad, kind of a celebratory way to say in your
face diabetes! My Dexcom was giving me a far off after breakfast reading of 145
BG because when I checked I was only 106 so I felt okay to eat the donut
despite the fact that I have been struggling a bit with keeping my BGs from
rollercoastering and I’ve been higher than I’d like. Which I thought I would
have another month or so before insulin resistance started to kick in due to
the growing little one inside my belly along with my growing body in general,
but I can only say that maybe the crazy BGs are happening because I’m on the
tail end of the valley of lows that happen between the 1<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">st</span></sup> trimester
and beginning to mid second trimester? I don’t know. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Anyway, I can’t believe that it’s been 6 years! It seems
like it was just yesterday but at the same time I feel like I’ve been living
with this disease for much, much longer. As I was lying awake in bed at 3am the
other night I was thinking about this disease, pregnancy, life in general and
the last 6 years. When I was diagnosed just like anyone else who is told the
news, I felt like my life was over. I felt like things would never be the same
and I wouldn’t be able to live life to the fullest. I changed my life plans
that I had had at the time to leave and move to another state for training in
hopes to work and live in a 3rd world country in an orphanage, so that I could
stay and take care of my health. I was confused, I was angry, I was scared and
lonely. Loneliness was and can still be one of the worst things in living with
diabetes. I was right in the fact that my life would change drastically, but it
wasn’t over. I was getting hit at the time with all kinds of ugly things that
life can throw at a person, not just the diabetes so there was a lot to take in
and deal with. But I made it. Diabetes is of course still a struggle at times
and always will be unless there is a cure or until the bionic pancreas comes
along and helps to make life with T1D easier, but life is not over. When I look
back on the past 6 years and beyond I almost feel like I just started living 6
years ago. All of the rough times have made me who I am, and I think I’m a
pretty tough cookie and I like who I am. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not only does today mark 6 years of living
with type 1, it also marks 15 weeks of pregnancy and was the first day we went
to take a look at and check out the first child care facility that is on our
list of options for after I go back to work after maternity leave. These 6
years have been bittersweet and have had lots of learning and growing opportunities
regarding diabetes and just life in general. Taking it one day at a time,
especially while dealing with diabetes and pregnancy, but trying to not let T1
dictate and rule my life. Of course there are days I can’t do things like work
out because of BG lows that I just can’t shake or days I just cry and freak out
because of sticky highs that I can’t get down and I’m trouble shooting in my
mind and trying to figure out where I went wrong to end up with that sticky
high. These things are bound to happen, but that’s just part of my life now.
All in all, I’m glad that my 6 year date was today. That I get to celebrate
that fact that I’m alive and living to the fullest with diabetes as well as
celebrate this new little life growing inside of me. Here is to the next 5 ½ <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>months of pregnancy with Diabetes and to the
rest of however many years I am blessed with to live regardless of Diabetes. If
I can do it! Happy 6 years of living to me!!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-7226158863729012102014-08-19T05:02:00.001-07:002014-08-19T05:10:52.374-07:00Expected To Pop!<p dir="ltr">It truly has been a crazy busy summer,  this isn't the reason why I haven't been writing but I guess you could say that this is one of the reasons why.  I'll be 15 weeks tomorrow which also is my Diaverssary of 6 years.  I had thought about waiting a bit longer before announcing the coming of Baby Panke on my blog but as I was lying awake at about 3am this morning I started thinking about my 6 years with diabetes and the pregnancy and I think I have a blog post brewing in my mind that I may combined the 2 topics tomorrow.  </p>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Last night was rough a night. I’m super sleepy today. I’m not
sure what it’s like for a Type 2 diabetic, but for a Type 1 who is trying ever
so hard to keep a great A1C, night times can be really rough. With or without a
CGM. I’d had the same sensor on for yesterday being day 8. I was hoping to get
to at least 10 but it had been pretty off all day yesterday on top of the fact
that the adhesive was extra itchy, more than usual. I had dinner, watched a
show and then jumped in the shower. I had my Dexcom on the bathroom cabinet
shelf and it never made a peep. While in the shower I started to feel really weird.
I’ve been struggling more and more with hypoglycemia unawareness so I rely on
my Dexcom. So as soon as I got out of the shower I checked my BG right away.
Dexcom said I was 90 something with a slight arrow down and although a lot of
times I could still even out and not drop I thought I had better check anyway. Holy
canolie! <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m so glad I did because I had
dropped to 48! As soon as I saw the number 48 I could feel the low hit full on.
Maybe it’s a mind thing since I was only kinda feeling it before seeing that
number, but I tell you what, it was a bad one! I drank more juice than usual
and waited. After 15 minutes the juice was doing it’s job and I was up to 80.
15 minutes after that I was up to 91. I decided it was time to change sensors,
which sucked to do so at 9pm because I had hoped to be asleep by 10:30 at the
latest and since I was changing the sensor I knew that meant it would be after
11:30 before falling asleep since I had to wait the 2 hour warm up period for
my sensor to jive with my body before I could enter in my BGs and then once
that happened I knew I wouldn’t fall asleep right away, I never do. So I stay
up and 11pm or so comes around and I check.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I enter in my BG twice to the Dexcom, my meter said 120 the first time
and 126 the second time. It showed on my Dexcom receiver screen 118 with 2 double
down arrows. Wonderful! So I laid in bed trying to decide what to do next, do I
drink more juice to keep from another icky low and take that chance of a nasty
high because I’m going to even out in the 90’s or 80’s and then climb again after
the juice is consumed or do I wait it out to see if I even out in the 90’s or
80’s and be fine for the night? I waited it out, and I’m glad I did because
after I finally feel asleep close to midnight with a true reading of 120 BG I was
woke up a could hours later by my Dexom saying I was 155. I checked, it was
wrong again, I was 130 something, I took a correction bolus and went back to sleep.
A couple hours later I was woken up again that I was 268! What the heck?! I
checked again and in reality I was 155. I corrected and never actually went any
higher. I think all in all I was woken up 4 times by the alarms of having gone
high and really I wasn’t that bad. Today, this new sensor has still be pretty
off. I know it takes maybe 24 hours or so to get more accurate readings but
this is getting really annoying! I’m really sleepy, did I mention that? I know
I’ve had worse bad BG nights, but it’s been<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>a while and it’s been a while since I’ve done a blog posting. I figured
it’s time. Summer has been crazy busy, not sure that things are going to slow
down anytime soon. Diabetes is a pain as usual. Some days are better than
others but it is what it is. I know that it’s Friday but I think I may make it
an early to bed night tonight if at all possible. I want my pillow! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-88513830188413242292014-07-31T05:29:00.000-07:002014-07-31T05:29:12.096-07:00What I Really Want Everyone To Know About Living With Diabetes<span style="font-family: Calibri;">This following post is not necessarily aimed toward anyone particular,
although someone did just make a statement yestarday that is the cause of me writing this
post. If you are reading this and ever said anything to me along these lines,
or to someone you know, please know that I don’t mean any of this in an
offensive way whatsoever. I’m just trying to enlighten my readers, and maybe
there is a bit of venting added as well.</span><br />
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">What do I really want you to know about living with
diabetes??? A huge pet peeve is hearing “ I could never do that”. This
statement is made in regards to so many areas of diabetes it’s unbelievable and
when people say it, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>it drives me crazy
and depending on my mood, how it’s said and who it’s coming from I might want
to try an enlighten them, or punch them in the throat. I do believe this
statement is made out of complete and total ignorance because in reality the person
saying it has no idea what they are saying or what that would mean. In my opinion,
although there are many diabetics, Type 1, Type 2, or gestational or whatnot that
do not take care of themselves, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I feel
that they may not understand the true nature of what they are doing to
themselves or even what this statement means to them and their lives or due to
lack of education or sadly maybe they really don’t care, and they are the ones
that struggle with “doing this”. That breaks my heart, and I don’t judge, it
just makes me sad because both of my grandpas’ had Type 2. One took amazing
care of himself and was able to get off of insulin and manage with diet,
exercise and a pill and the other slowly killed himself by eating whatever and
whenever he wanted and not taking the correct amounts of insulin or carb
counting. It may not have been diabetes that actually killed him in the end but
I know that it contributed a great deal to all of his health issues that did
end his life. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Let’s do it this way, let’s take diabetes out of the
equation completely. I want you to image the following without thinking about
anything that you think you know about diabetes…<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">You are given a choice. Limbs that are fully functional, but
you have to work for them to stay that way or neuropathy with limbs that lose
circulation, feeling and maybe possibly even have to be amputated. What do you
choose?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">You are given a choice. Your eyesight as it is now or Retinopathy
which may lead to severe vision loss if not complete blindness. Which will you
choose?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">You are given a choice. Healthy kidneys that function
properly or kidneys that go into shut down mode and you have to go through dialysis,
if you are lucky maybe get a kidney transplant. Which do you choose?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">You are given a choice. A healthy pregnancy with a healthy
child or a pregnancy with all kinds of issue that put both you and your child
at risk and the very likely possibility of miscarriage or a child born with
mental issues, deformed body parts, missing organs, the list can go on. Which
do you choose? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">You are given a choice. Life or death. Which do you choose?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">By now, I hope you get my point. I didn’t choose to get
diabetes. No one else that ever develops it chooses it either. I’m sure before
I had it I would probably think the exact same phrase I hate hearing. “I could
never do that”, when in fact if I didn’t choose to fight for the first choice
in the above then it would be most likely that I’d end up with the second
choice. So saying “I could never do that”, I don’t believe that most of you
that have thought that or said would really go that route. You COULD DO IT if
you had to. If you wanted to have the best quality of life possible then you
would fight with every fiber of your being to do what you could to keep your
limbs, your eye sight, your kidneys, yourself healthy for a healthy pregnancy
and a healthy baby, and for your very life. I don’t think a lot of people who
are like my grandpa understood that. They think that they are untouchable even
though this deadly disease has its grip on them. They think that it won’t
happen to them. It might not immediately, it might take some time, but the
likely hood of it happening is greater than it not happening if diet, exercise,
carb count, insulin figuring is not all a part of management, if there is no
management. I’m not saying I don’t enjoy food, I’m a huge foodie! Weekends are
a favorite time to go out and try the newest restaurant in town or try out a
favorite. I love to cook, I love to try new recipes and just because I eat healthy
doesn’t mean I never eat unhealthy. As a matter of fact over the weekend we
tried out a donut shop that we’ve been saying that we wanted to try and hadn’t
gotten around to yet. But because I had a donut, I had to work at it to make
sure that my blood sugar didn’t go too high because of that donut. It does take
a whole lot of work and if you’ve followed my blog you’ve seen that there is
burn out. It’s a fact, it can’t be helped burn out is going to happen. But then
eventually I realize why I’m fighting for all these things on a daily basis and
I get back on track to how I’m eating when and how I should, and managing
things the best I am able. There is no guarantee that despite the fight that I
will win and that these awful things that I’m fighting against will never
happen, they still could, but the chances are greater that they won’t or at least I'm delaying them if I
continue to do what you think “you could never do”. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If you think
“you could never do it”…. the carb counting, insulin injections, finger sticks,
self restraint and anything else that by now is second nature for me, YOU COULD
DO IT if you had to! Because I believe you would want to choose the best for
yourself and your health. You never realize how strong you are until you have
no other choice and you are doing things you never thought you could. <o:p></o:p></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-48320703486012729182014-07-30T05:10:00.001-07:002014-07-30T05:13:04.747-07:00Wordless Wednesday: Broken Sensor<p dir="ltr">Yeah, so I wear my Dexcom sensor on my thigh and this has never happened. I go to changed and my pants get caught and cause the side to break. Now granted, it is almost 2 weeks old, thank God it's not a new one! </p>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">And the winner is…………. Dr. Carmichael!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I have to admit that I’ve been pretty stressed for the past
week whenever I have thought about my appointment for this morning with a new
endo. Not only have I been apprehensive due to past bad experiences but also
the location. He is out of Barnes Jewish Washington University medical research
hospital in downtown St. Louis, not too far from my house but <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m so not accustom to driving in the city for
one, and for two, it’s a HUGE hospital! So many buildings, so many facilities,
so many wings, so much traffic and just dang huge on top of not being sure
where I was going. I had been referred to him by a couple of the women at the
Diabetic Divas group that I’ve been to a couple times. He was one of two
doctors that these ladies raved about so I called 4 months ago and made an
appointment with the first available doctor. Dr. Carmichael was the lucky
winner to get me. I think a lot of my nervousness started a couple weeks ago
when I got the new patient paper work in the mail to be filled out and sent in
beforehand. One of the things that had me groaning was the in depth meal plan
that I was to list. They wanted me to list what I eat on a daily basis
including snacks and carbs and asking if I follow a diabetic diet. I eat just
about the same thing every day for breakfast, although I have been switching it
up a bit lately. I mean, I count carbs, skip out on ice cream when everyone
else around me is eating it and I know it’s a bad move at the time for me to
indulge, so yeah, I’d classify that as a diabetic diet. Wasn’t so sure that
they would see it that way.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"> My appointment was at 8:40 but all the paperwork said to arrive no later
than 8:10. I left the house at 7:30 to be sure I didn’t run into traffic or
parking issues and I’m so glad I left when I did. Parking was a bit of an event
in itself. Then there was going from the 4<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup> floor that I was parked
on to the 3<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">rd</span></sup> floor to get to the elevators for the medical
buildings I needed to be at in order to get to the 13<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup> floor. When
I got up there it was just a wall of windows that the diabetes center was
facing, such a beautiful view of the city, one that I’ve never seen. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">It was
impressive, as well as the diabetes center office. It was bright and friendly
feeling just like the staff and nurses.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"> I was feeling more at ease as I talked
to the receptionist and even as I waited in the waiting room. I spent a total
of a little over 2 hours there with only about 30 minutes of it waiting.
Considering past experiences this is a huge plus! I spent about 5 minutes with
a nurse who took my vitals, weight and A1C, then 5 minutes with another nurse
who took blood to get labs done, another huge perk in my book that they will do
that in the office and send it to the lab of my insurance choice and I don’t
have to make another trip to a lab. All the rest of the time I spent with the
doctor himself! He was knowledgeable, had good bedside manner, and was very
happy with what my <a href="http://www.dexcom.com/">Dexcom</a>, meter and pump graphs showed. He was happy with what
Deb my <a href="http://www.ncbde.org/certification_info/what-is-a-cde/">CDE</a> at the perinatologist office has been doing, he encouraged me that I’m
not OCD on checking my blood sugars and that I’m not paranoid, I just want to
be healthy and that I’m doing a great job at it. When I told him about how the last doctor told me that I was OCD about checking my BGs he looked at me and said, "When it comes to diabetes, when it comes to your life there is no such thing as OCD. I have patients that have told me that they have had days that they have had to check 20+ times and that happens. When you are having a day of highs and need to get down you will check check check. When you are low for hours you will check multiple times in an hour to be sure you are not going to end up in a hypoglycemic episode. Also, especially since you have been trying to get pregnant it's important for you to check check check." Hearing this was very comforting. He really had no changes to
make to my pump settings, he did a very thorough exam of my feet and going over all my past medical
history and records from the other doctors that I had sent. He made sure that he
covered all my questions and treated me with respect when I asked a question or made a statement about something that I clearly know what I was talking about. He even printed me a copy of his notes and said
that he would send them over to my primary and parinatologist. One thing he
said he isn’t completely convinced of is that I truly have <a href="http://www.webmd.com/diabetes/guide/central-neurogenic-diabetes-insipidus-symptoms-causes-and-treatments">Diabetes Insipidus or DI</a>. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He is getting all the records
including the MRI I had done in 2011 from my nephrologists and he said he would
look over them and see if it’s truly conclusive that I do in fact have DI. He
mentioned that it might be possible that I have another very rare autoimmune disease
of the pituitary gland that is not DI. Dr. Carmichael will be treating me from
now on for that since it’s really another endocrine issue and not a kidney
issue. That will be one less doctor to deal with which is nice. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Oh and more
good news! I don’t necessarily like to write about what my <a href="http://www.diabetes.org/living-with-diabetes/treatment-and-care/blood-glucose-control/a1c/">A1C</a> is
because I really have no tips on how to get it to this point and knowing that
others in the DOC work so hard to get it down I don’t like to write about mine
and seem like I’m bragging, because, well I’m not. But I have to share this
time because this is a huge thing! I’ve not been so low since the diabetes! I
was sure that I had gone up and not down since my last A1C check in April. I
was just hoping I hadn’t gone above 6, so I was totally and completely shocked
when he told me that I was at 5.6!!! WHAT!!! That’s like almost non diabetic!
Whoooooo hooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I did ask if he was sure that was correct and
after looking at all my graphs and logs more he said yes, he didn’t see that
there was any discrepancy of any sort. For any of you that are reading this and
trying so hard to reach whatever your goal may be, I really wish I had some
great advice how to get there. All I can say is that in my mind I think I am
pretty anal about checking my BGs and constantly looking at my Dexcom to see
what direction they are heading. I can be pretty obsessive and strict on when
and what I do eat. Not saying I never indulge, as a matter of fact I did treat
myself to a Dairy Queen chocolate extreme mini blizzard this afternoon. But I
have set up certain rules for myself when I know how certain things affect my
BGs. For one, I don’t eat ice cream after 6pm. I know that even if I bolus the
correct amount of insulin ahead of time and wait 15-20 minutes before eating
it, it will usually be 6 hours or so before it fully hits me and my BGs will
rise. That’s something I can’t be on top of the way I like in the middle of the
night. Same thing with other certain sweets in the evening. I also know that
when I’m swagging, I can tend to over estimate my carbs in order to keep from
going high, so then it results in lows. I’m not down playing my A1C by any
means, just giving the only tips I can think of as to why it’s gotten to this
point. I’ve also been so anal about it since trying to get my body baby ready.
If I wasn’t trying so hard for that I don’t know what my A1C would be, but
quite honestly, I doubt that it would be so low. </span><br />
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So peeps, looks like I have found a good doctor after almost 6 years of T1. This makes me so happy!<br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-63705704168184789832014-07-07T14:52:00.002-07:002014-07-07T14:52:30.247-07:00BBQ, Fireworks and Too Much or Too Little Food & Activity?
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Friday, the 4<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup> of July was a weird roller
coaster of a day for my BGs. I’m having a heck of a time lately getting things
to be even for any amount of time it seems like. At least even in the way I’d
like. I’m either high for hours or low for hours. I’m on the verge of trying to
see if it will help if I start doing much lower carb meals, although I really
don’t feel I eat a huge amount of carbs at any of my meals or snacks anyway..... My
morning on the 4<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup> I woke up within range, after breakfast I climbed
a little higher than I would have liked and then early afternoon I was hanging
out higher than I ever like to be. Between 170-200 range. Did plenty of
correction bolusing and temp basals and couldn’t come down. Went to a BBQ and
ate some appetizers around 4 because I was starving because I had missed lunch,
I pre-bolused and that didn’t do anything. We ate dinner around 6:30, I
pre-bolused then as well, waited the 15-20 minutes to eat and still didn’t seem
to want to drop below 160. Not long after dinner I decided to walk the mile
with my hubby and his cousin over to see his aunt and uncle’s new house that
they were working on. I knew that the walk would do me good. By the time we got
there I had dropped to 60. I ate a pack of fruit snacks, my hubby’s cousin’s
wife gave a us a ride back to the house were we had been for the BBQ. When we
got back I was still running a little low. We were going to be walking 2 ½ or
so miles to the city’s main park were the big 4<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup> of July fair was
going on. Since I knew we had a bit to walk just to get to the park and then
once we got there we would have a bit to walk to get to where the fair was and
for a good spot to see the fireworks I ate a piece of cake and did not take any
insulin for it. I was afraid that I would regret the no insulin later, yet at
the same time between my low sticking and know I was about to walk a lot I
decided to chance it without the insulin. I’m glad I did because I stayed low.
Having highs that I could not get rid of all afternoon sucked and then that
night being low and not coming up was just a pain. During the walk to the park
I had to have a juice box and a pack of fruit snacks and even then a couple
hours later when the fireworks were ending I was 60 again. I had another juice
box and a pack of fruit snacks both one right after the other in hopes that would
bring me up knowing I had another long walk ahead of me. We started walking and
after a few minutes I had to tell Brad I just couldn’t do it. We walked off the
side of the path and sat down on the grass. One of the cousins in the group,
she is a nurse and she was not feeling good about me walking the entire way
back, and neither was I. There had been cops in golf carts all over the place
all night so she suggested that they would walk to the security check point not
too far away and she would get a golf cart to come pick us up and take us to
the shuttle and her hubby and some of the others would make the walk home and
he would get the car and come pick us up from the shuttle drop off point. Brad
and I waited it out and I did the whole wait 15, check and if no sign of going
up eat more sugar. I had just checked before they got back and I was only at
60. They came back with a lady who was with the fair security and she was
asking me all kinds of questions that were confusing me. Come to find out, they
couldn’t get a golf cart to come to our area, they were all in the main area of
the park trying to usher people out, all they could back to us was an
ambulance! No way was I having an ambulance come get me when I was fairly with
it and not on the verge of passing out. She was very nice, she seemed to
understand a little bit of how diabetes works, but even though I was fairly
clear headed I was in no mind to really get into how much she knew. After a few
minutes I checked again and I had dropped again to 53. I’m not sure how long we
sat there waiting and checking, eating fruit snacks and waiting and checking. I
thought I had over done it by bringing 2 juice boxes and 6 packs of fruit
snacks, but thanks God I had all of that! I needed it. When I finally was able
to start walking again I think I was in the 80’s. I had a bad feeling that all
the sugar was going to finally hit and I’d end up high all night, so even
though we did get to a shuttle we didn’t take one that would take us directly
to the place we needed to get picked up from. When the shuttle dropped us off I
was 121 and my Dexom showed a straight up arrow. At that point as tired I was
from the BG roller coaster I was glad to have a bit of a walk again hoping I
wouldn’t keep rising. Unfortunately I did, I had another rough night of highs,
I was in the 170’s all the rest of the night, but as frustrating as that was, I’m
very glad that there was no need for that ambulance ride. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span><br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16832064136799435402noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519715997012309216.post-63896120062101236312014-06-25T14:47:00.001-07:002014-06-25T14:47:48.111-07:00Target Lows
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">When I get lows in public, Target seems to be the worst place for it!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"> For lunch today I had a leftover fried buffalo chicken salad. I had
gone out to dinner with some girls friends last night for a birthday and when I’d
had the salad last night I climbed up to 199 and didn’t come down for a few
hours. That swaging didn’t go so well and it didn’t go so well today either. I estimated
the carbs higher than last night hoping to avoid the highs, especially since I
was above 170 most of the morning. Well, I avoided the highs alright. I ate my
salad at about 11:45 and by 12:20 I had gone down to 62. I drank a juice box,
gave it 15, checked and I was 95. Great! So I left work for my 30 minute break
and drove across the street to Target. When I was on my way out the door my
supervisor said he was heading there shortly himself. So I get my shopping done
and get in line. There were only 2 lines open and as usual both are stupid
long. I choose the line that had the register that was open in the front and my
supervisor was ahead of me by 2 people. Since I could tell I was going to be
late by a few minutes back to work I texted one of the girls in my department
to let her know I would be late. I had set my basket on the closed register
belt next to me so I could text my co-worker and right after I sent the text I
started to get hot. Really HOT, like dripping down my back with sweat hot. Then
came the shakiness and foggy head. While I was trying to comprehend that a bad
low was hitting a Target employee came up to the register that my basket was
sitting on and he opened the register and started ringing my stuff out. From
what I remember I swear he had said “Hi, how are you today?” and that I had
responded with “Good thanks, how are you?”. I’m not sure that’s really what
happened because he turned around and asked me again how I was, at least I
think he did. At that point I just didn’t answer and acted like I didn’t hear
him because really, I was having a tough time comprehending what was being said
and what was going on and wondering what I had already responded with
originally and how quickly I could get a sugary substance into my mouth. I just
wanted to get out of there. I made my way to my hot car as quickly as I could
praying in my fogginess I’d make it. I got in my car, blasted the air and
sucked down a juice box as I checked my BG. I was 65. Not as low as I thought
so I was really surprised, and Lexie hadn't warned me. She was saying I was 81. It was after sitting in my car a few minutes that she finally alerted me to a low.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">It was a lovely afternoon of lows as you can see from Lexie’s
screen, and yes I did confirm with finger sticks before shoving food in my face. It took the two juice boxes after lunch, a granola bar, a couple pieces
of brownie brittle and a spoonful of peanut butter for me to finally get myself
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>know that after I paid and was starting to
walk away the lady in front of me that had been waiting before me in the original
line I had been in was pissed. She was not one of those nice people who have a
cart full of stuff and then see that the person behind has 5 items and lets
them go first. She was being snippy about the Target employee not asking
who was next or the fact that I didn’t speak up and let her go first even though
she had a cart full of crap and I had 5 items. I do remember hearing part of
that and that’s what my supervisor told me when I got back to work. He thought it
was funny that people can get so irritated, and I apologized and explained what
had happened . I did feel bad, I felt like I had cut several people off but
when a girls got a low hitting then a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do even
if that means coming across as rude. If it comes to saving my own life or
sparing someone else feelings over my rudeness I’ll choose to be rude if I have
to. Sorry lady, my life depended on it. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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