Your Type 3 Might Say…

There are a lot of things that a Type 3 (someone who loves, supports, encourages, stands by, etc. a person with diabetes), might say. Most times, they make me laugh. My Type 3 (Seth) said the other night when crawling into bed (with a little snicker):

“Babe, you may already know this, but there’s a site in your Kleenex box.”

It took me a minute, but then I remembered I set my blood covered adhesive site on my Kleenex box in the bathroom, and kind of forgot about it. I laughed. It’s something that between us, only we understand, because we live with this disease day in and day out. Him as much as me.

Squirt

It has been a really, really long time since I’ve had a squirter. You know, the kind that catches you buy surprise and goes everywhere? That’s what happened in the kitchen this morning at 5:30am, in the dark. Yes, those are potatoes in the background.

Lame Lows.

(Lame) low blood sugars, unfortunately they’re a fact of life living with type 1 diabetes, but they’re also disrespectful, have awful timing, and are just plain rude. I despise them.

For the last three mornings I’ve woken up to exercise at 5am (like I have been doing for months), and I haven’t been able to because my blood sugar is too low. Not only does this infuriate me, I’m so stubborn that I refuse to eat to raise my blood sugar, so that I can exercise (because who wants to eat, in order to workout?). Yes, I fight with my own disease, and I also do things to spite it. Take that you stupid, lame low blood sugar.

P.S. I hate you.

Low with a capital L.

I’ve been up since 3:30 am this morning, although it started around 1:30. I’ve been persistently low for hours with blood sugars in the 50’s. Its times like these that I’m reminded I have a disease that sometimes, really has a mind all its own, without regard to what I do or how much effort I put into managing it.

I would like to know where the endless amounts of carbohydrates I’ve been consuming for the last 5 hours, have gone? What are they doing?  The kicker is that I had maybe 2 units left in my pump reservoir, and forever in the history of my diabetes, when I go under 10 units in my reservoir, my blood sugar starts creeping up, and stays there. Nope, not this time. Why? No clue.

I’m low with a capital L, I’m annoyed with a capital A, I’m exhausted with a capital E, and I’m bloated with a capital B.

Nothing like starting your Friday by eating to stay alive, while feeling like the life has literally been sucked right out of you.

I heart you Dexcom!

I had my endo appointment this morning at UCSD with Dr. Edelman, and I was so excited to see that my A1C was in the 6% range again, with virtually no lows. Until I started wearing Dexcom, I had never been able to get my A1C below 7% while pumping, without starting to experience frequent and severe low blood sugars. It wouldn’t happen, and couldn’t in order for me to be safe.

I’ve been wearing the device pretty much non-stop since I started working at Dexcom over a year ago and have had one year straight of consecutive A1C’s in the 6% range, I’ll take it!  At first I thought it was beginners luck (kind of like when I started pumping, everything was perfect, then it went kersplat), but it has continued. The information that it provides me on a daily basis has been invaluable (enlightening?) to me, and I feel absolutely lost and uncomfortable without it. Those trend arrows are priceless and I need them to get through my day.

Anymore, I almost can’t remember what it was like to not have type 1 diabetes (like I lived for 25 years of my life). Now, I barely remember my type 1 diabetes life without Dexcom.

Even when ziplining in Belize-my Dexcom was the one thing I couldn’t leave behind.