A New Low
I was going to do yardwork today. My list of things to take care of included getting rocks out of my front yard (they were dug up when Evan was repairing my sprinklers on Tuesday and Wednesday), doing some pruning in the back yard, trimming the hedge, cutting back the pampas grass on the side of my home, and mowing and edging the lawn.
It was 94°F by the time local noise ordinances allow me to mow or use the electric hedge trimmer on a Sunday morning. I'd handled the rocks and pruning in the back when it was still only 91°F. I made sure to stay hydrated and didn't skimp on breakfast or mid-morninig snacks. After I trimmed the hedge and the pampas grass, I was raking up the clippings when my eyesight became blurrier and I got terrible shakes. I left the mess on the lawn and rushed in to take a blood glucose reading. The shaking made it very difficult to get a test strip into my glucose meter, and I had to prick my fingers twice because the first time I couldn't manage to hold the lancet device steady enough. The reading came back as 54 mg/dL, which is the lowest result I've ever had. I've been as low as 62 once, and in the mid 60s a few times, but below 70 is dangerous. It took 4 fast-acting glucose tablets and a can of ginger ale to get me back above 70.
I had lunch and waited a few hours before I went back out to bag up the mess. Mowing can wait a few more days.
How the hell am I supposed to get more exercise like my doctors want me to, if even moderate exercise (and it was moderate, just hot) can make me plunge to a point that could cause a coma?
It was 94°F by the time local noise ordinances allow me to mow or use the electric hedge trimmer on a Sunday morning. I'd handled the rocks and pruning in the back when it was still only 91°F. I made sure to stay hydrated and didn't skimp on breakfast or mid-morninig snacks. After I trimmed the hedge and the pampas grass, I was raking up the clippings when my eyesight became blurrier and I got terrible shakes. I left the mess on the lawn and rushed in to take a blood glucose reading. The shaking made it very difficult to get a test strip into my glucose meter, and I had to prick my fingers twice because the first time I couldn't manage to hold the lancet device steady enough. The reading came back as 54 mg/dL, which is the lowest result I've ever had. I've been as low as 62 once, and in the mid 60s a few times, but below 70 is dangerous. It took 4 fast-acting glucose tablets and a can of ginger ale to get me back above 70.
I had lunch and waited a few hours before I went back out to bag up the mess. Mowing can wait a few more days.
How the hell am I supposed to get more exercise like my doctors want me to, if even moderate exercise (and it was moderate, just hot) can make me plunge to a point that could cause a coma?