I Hate Today.
-_-.. Because I woke up at 2am, then 6:50am.. without the alarm or any sane reason. ( 'Cept at 5am my blood sugar was 55. I don't know why. I ATE THREE TACOS...ftw It should've been 152. O_< AUGH. )
Meh, sadly with a BG lvl of 55, I don't have the strength to get out of bed twice. Once was enough, I got up thinking I just had bad heartburn or something. I didn't even have enough to hold a goddamned sammich, or eat it normally for that matter.
>_<...grr. Fuck you, Diabeetus. Weirdest thing was that four hours after sammich and a candy (and sleep.).. its back up to 152.
What. The. FUCK?! Four hours after... 50 carbs, ( AT MOST.) It should be like... 100. Maybe. Augh. Seriously... I actually wish my Pancreas would figure out if its gonna die or work. Save me the pain of extreme lows and highs. Because thats the second time it's been that low since I've been diagnosed and I never ever want to be that freaking scared at 2am, EVAR. (Unless I have that night mare about the tentacle aliens again..yeesh. )
*huffhuff*
And.... meh, I guess I'm just kinda happy P saved my sorry weakling ass. :3 Normally I'd be all angsty about how she didn't think to check my BG lvls, but hell _I_ almost didn't think of it.. I just thought it was food poisoning or something. Hell, it may've been. Who knows.
We're all still learning, and she didn't grow up helping a parent with Diabetes. Maybe someday I'll stop being a stubborn ass and remember that before I get snarky.
( Yeah I totally wrote that because I know she'll read this later. I am a sad, sad Human. -_-; I need to stop using the internets to talk to my girlfriend. Srysly.)
<3,
C*~
Meh, sadly with a BG lvl of 55, I don't have the strength to get out of bed twice. Once was enough, I got up thinking I just had bad heartburn or something. I didn't even have enough to hold a goddamned sammich, or eat it normally for that matter.
>_<...grr. Fuck you, Diabeetus. Weirdest thing was that four hours after sammich and a candy (and sleep.).. its back up to 152.
What. The. FUCK?! Four hours after... 50 carbs, ( AT MOST.) It should be like... 100. Maybe. Augh. Seriously... I actually wish my Pancreas would figure out if its gonna die or work. Save me the pain of extreme lows and highs. Because thats the second time it's been that low since I've been diagnosed and I never ever want to be that freaking scared at 2am, EVAR. (Unless I have that night mare about the tentacle aliens again..yeesh. )
*huffhuff*
And.... meh, I guess I'm just kinda happy P saved my sorry weakling ass. :3 Normally I'd be all angsty about how she didn't think to check my BG lvls, but hell _I_ almost didn't think of it.. I just thought it was food poisoning or something. Hell, it may've been. Who knows.
We're all still learning, and she didn't grow up helping a parent with Diabetes. Maybe someday I'll stop being a stubborn ass and remember that before I get snarky.
( Yeah I totally wrote that because I know she'll read this later. I am a sad, sad Human. -_-; I need to stop using the internets to talk to my girlfriend. Srysly.)
<3,
C*~