Reminders that I have type 1 diabetes…and sometimes it wants to be a complete asshole. My bgs have been a little wonky lately, so this past Monday I just decided I was going to manifest awesomeness…which I did! Funny how that works.
Then, I’m laying on the couch last night with my ankle elevated (long story) and all of a sudden boom, my heart is racing and I’m really hot. I think, hmph I should probably test my bg. Sure enough, 54. That’s the lowest low I have had in probably 1 1/2 years? I have maybe 1 low per month anymore. I went into the kitchen, treated, and then came back to elevate my ankle some more. I said to Seth, “it’s really hard to not walk into the kitchen, inhale everything in it, and then curl up in a ball and go to sleep and not wake up.” This has always been the best way for me to attempt describing my cognitive thoughts when I’m low – I literally want to curl up and go to sleep, and not wake up 😦 Doesn’t happen often, but it is the worst feeling in the world.
On top of all of that, having manifested my bgs back into submission…I still rebounded from that low, and ruined my Dexcom graph (HATE THAT!). So, that’s what I get for not inhaling the entire kitchen to try to save myself.
Reminders. Reminders of the mental burden of this disease, and just what it has the capability of doing.