I am not a vampire: incontrovertible proof
I went to a little Russian grocery store today! I got hazelnut cookies, kefir, and a jar of something that I'm pretty sure is pickled garlic, but I can't say 100% until I eat some, since the label is not in English. I sure hope I guessed right. I looooooove pickled garlic.
So, when I first got diagnosed, I spent a lot of time reading about diabetes online, and came across this comic, which really didn't make sense. Then this morning when I woke up I had to dig my glasses out from under a pile of Smarties wrappers, thanks to a 2 am hypo that didn't want to stop, and I finally got the joke!
Hypos suck. BLEH. And I couldn't stop being upset for having it, even though there wasn't any way, as far as I can tell, that I could have predicted it. Glucose: just one more stick I can use to beat myself. *sigh* Thank God for therapy, amirite?
Morning blood sugar = 92
Appointment #1: 8:30 am
Ate: mixed nuts. I was feeling queasy again when I woke up, and all food sounded gross ... except mixed nuts. Not just ANY nuts (contemplating the selections at the c-store near the bus stop turned my stomach) but the specific blend of mixed nuts sold at a truck stop near my bus route. So I bought that. And I ate that. And it was gooooooood.
Insulin: 2 units + 2 for basal
Afterwards: took a while to kick in, but by midmorning, I wasn't hungry anymore.
Blood sugar at 11:45 = 85
Appointment #2: 12:00 pm
Ate: cheese. Wasn't really that hungry, but it seemed more sensible to have something small than just skip a meal completely yet again.
Insulin: 1 unit
Afterwards: frustrating! I felt hungrier when I finished than when I started, and it kept getting stronger. I wish I had skipped eating. After a couple hours, though, I had some Double Dark Decaf coffee with a little half and half and unsweetened cocoa powder. Yessssssss. That hit the spot just right, and I was fine.
2:00 --> 12 units Lantus
Appointment #3: 4:30 pm
Ate: chicken + sausage + broccoli + butter. Okay, so here is something cool. One of the few premises I started out with on this adventure was that nothing is off limits. I was vaguely jonesing for chocolate, so I told myself I could have a candy bar with this meal. I went up to the vending machine to get one and realized what I really wanted was a Mounds bar. Everything else paled in comparison, and there were no Mounds bars to be had. So I just didn't get any candy at all. The triumph here is not that I ate "virtuous" meat and vegetables instead of "evil" sweets, but that when I told myself, "You don't feel deprived; you'd just rather wait until you can have what you really want," IT WAS TOTALLY TRUE.
Insulin: 2 units
Afterwards: even though I halved the chicken and skimped a little on the broccoli, this was still a bit too much.
Appointment #4: 8:30 pm
Ate: kefir, a little Gatorade. Never had kefir before. I like it!
Insulin: 1 unit
Bedtime blood sugar = 103
Total daily insulin: 20 units
So, when I first got diagnosed, I spent a lot of time reading about diabetes online, and came across this comic, which really didn't make sense. Then this morning when I woke up I had to dig my glasses out from under a pile of Smarties wrappers, thanks to a 2 am hypo that didn't want to stop, and I finally got the joke!
Hypos suck. BLEH. And I couldn't stop being upset for having it, even though there wasn't any way, as far as I can tell, that I could have predicted it. Glucose: just one more stick I can use to beat myself. *sigh* Thank God for therapy, amirite?
Morning blood sugar = 92
Appointment #1: 8:30 am
Ate: mixed nuts. I was feeling queasy again when I woke up, and all food sounded gross ... except mixed nuts. Not just ANY nuts (contemplating the selections at the c-store near the bus stop turned my stomach) but the specific blend of mixed nuts sold at a truck stop near my bus route. So I bought that. And I ate that. And it was gooooooood.
Insulin: 2 units + 2 for basal
Afterwards: took a while to kick in, but by midmorning, I wasn't hungry anymore.
Blood sugar at 11:45 = 85
Appointment #2: 12:00 pm
Ate: cheese. Wasn't really that hungry, but it seemed more sensible to have something small than just skip a meal completely yet again.
Insulin: 1 unit
Afterwards: frustrating! I felt hungrier when I finished than when I started, and it kept getting stronger. I wish I had skipped eating. After a couple hours, though, I had some Double Dark Decaf coffee with a little half and half and unsweetened cocoa powder. Yessssssss. That hit the spot just right, and I was fine.
2:00 --> 12 units Lantus
Appointment #3: 4:30 pm
Ate: chicken + sausage + broccoli + butter. Okay, so here is something cool. One of the few premises I started out with on this adventure was that nothing is off limits. I was vaguely jonesing for chocolate, so I told myself I could have a candy bar with this meal. I went up to the vending machine to get one and realized what I really wanted was a Mounds bar. Everything else paled in comparison, and there were no Mounds bars to be had. So I just didn't get any candy at all. The triumph here is not that I ate "virtuous" meat and vegetables instead of "evil" sweets, but that when I told myself, "You don't feel deprived; you'd just rather wait until you can have what you really want," IT WAS TOTALLY TRUE.
Insulin: 2 units
Afterwards: even though I halved the chicken and skimped a little on the broccoli, this was still a bit too much.
Appointment #4: 8:30 pm
Ate: kefir, a little Gatorade. Never had kefir before. I like it!
Insulin: 1 unit
Bedtime blood sugar = 103
Total daily insulin: 20 units