Since writing my post on depression, I’ve started feeling better. Writing it all down was a big step in working through it, and of course the wonderful and supportive comments I received meant so much to me. Working on a fun project Thursday night was great for giving me something productive to focus on. And a trip to NYC to see the insulin exhibit at the New York Historical Society with some (but sadly, not all) of my favorite D-OC members was the icing on the cupcake.
In a nutshell, I’ve been feeling so much better. Well, emotionally I’m back on track. Physically, not so much. Along with wonderful memories of my trip to NYC, I seem to have brought home a bad cold. I spent World Diabetes Day coughing, sneezing and napping. In fact, I was dismayed to wake up and discover I had napped right through the Big Blue Test.
As disappointed as I was to miss the fun of the Big Blue Test, it turns out it wasn’t a total loss. My friend Bob wasn’t able to do the test on Sunday either, and he graciously agreed to do a Mini Big Blue Test with me yesterday at 2 pm. We each tested "together", walked "together" and tested once more.
Before our Mini Big Blue Test, my feline assistant K.C. noted that my blood sugar was 111. After two days spent resting on the couch, my 14 minutes on the treadmill was quite a workout. K.C. confirmed that my blood sugar rang in at 94 after my walk. I was in great shape for a late lunch.
Thank you, Bob, for being such a good sport and humoring me with our Mini Big Blue Test. I had a lot of fun taking a virtual walk with you!