Day 1 - A day in the life . . . with diabetes. Take us through a quick rundown of an average day and all the ways in which diabetes touches it. Blood tests, site changes, high and low blood sugars, meal planning, anything that comes along. This can be a log of an actual day, or a fictional compilation of pieces from many days.
Here are some pieces of a typical day - although with diabetes there isn't really a "typical" day . . .
4:00 am – K.C., you are the best cat in the world, but please don’t a) pick this exact moment to show how much you love me by nuzzling my nose or licking my cheek, b) run around like a nut while repeatedly jumping on and off the bed and racing up and down the stairs, c) use my head as a step-stool in an attempt to get close to the window – I assure you no birds will make it through the glass for you to catch, d) all of the above. (It’s usually D)
5:45 am – Please make that alarm clock stop ringing. Really, time to get up? Okay, K.C. here’s your food. shunk . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . beep a) 193 – what the heck!!! b) 48 – what the heck!!! c) 79 – wahoo!! Time for a 1 unit bolus and my
9:00 am – Blogs blogs email FaceBook blogs . . . huh, 9 already. I should have some breakfast. shunk . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . beep 103. Cool! *bolus* Yogurt and fruit.
10:00 am – I should really get on the treadmill. Hahahahahaha . . .
11:30 am - shunk . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . beep 185 185?? After yogurt? I’d expect it after cereal, but yogurt doesn’t usually spike me. Damn, I guess I should have gotten on the treadmill. *bolus correction*
1:00 pm – I should think about having lunch.
2:00 pm – I should really think about having lunch.
2:30 pm – Okay, I’d better REALLY have lunch!! shunk . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . beep 103 Yay! Now, how many carbs in my lunch? 35? Okay, 3.5 units going in and lunch in 20 minutes.
5:30 pm – Time for my weekly ballroom dance lesson with my husband. Better check my blood sugar before we start working on our cha cha. shunk . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . beep 123 Let’s dance!
5:55 pm – I am the most uncoordinated person in the world. Pete keeps asking if I’m sure I feel okay. CGM says I’m at 73 but on the down swing. I’d better let Pete dance with our instructor for a minutes so I can test my blood – even though I get so aggravated when I have to stop in the middle of a lesson. shunk . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . beep 52. Shoot!! Good thing I have a pack of juice boxes stashed in a storage closet – I’ll drink one while Pete and Juliet go over some more steps.
6:45 pm – Dinner!!! shunk . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . beep 87. Grilled chicken, yellow squash and grilled ciabatta bread. 34 grams of carbs divided by 13 carbs per unit of insulin minus .3 units because I’m only at 87 = 2.3 units to cover dinner. Thank goodness my insulin pump does all of this crazy math for me!
8:00 pm – Ice cream? Sure, sweetie, ice cream sounds good!! Make sure you weigh it on the food scale and let me know how many carbs I need to bolus for. And please help me remember to bolus after we finish the ice cream – the fat in it slows everything down and if I bolus now I’ll go too low and then spike up really high later.
10:45 pm – How did it get so late?? I’m exhausted. Last blood sugar check of the day. shunk . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . beep 96. Good night!!
1:45 am – beep beep beep beep beep What the???? Shoot, CGM high alarm. shunk . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . beep 217 Stupid ice cream . . .