So I seem to have blown the Health Activist Writers Month Challenge. It took me longer than I imagined to set up my new laptop and I also got occupied with some other stuff. Oh well, that’s life. I’ll just try again next April.
Anyway, now that Pete is back to work we are falling back into our old routine and it feels good to be on a set schedule again. There is one glitch, however. And as usual, that glitch is diabetes.
While Pete was laid off my blood sugars got really out of whack. I chalked it up to a combination of stress and our crazy . . . or should I say lazy . . . . schedule. I adjusted as best I could and tried not to worry too much. I knew that once we were back to our old routine things would level off again.
Surprise, surprise . . . . things have not leveled off. I can’t remember when I’ve seen so many high numbers flashing on my meter’s screen on a daily basis. My CGM is constantly blaring either rise-rate or fall-rate alarms. If I’m not too high, then I’m way too low. The most frustrating thing is that I’ve really been trying hard. Nothing works. I’m carefully counting my carbs. I’m pre-bolusing to avoid meal spikes. The other night I was dying for a snack, but had made it through the day without going high. So I chose my snack wisely and ate a bowl of sugar-free Jell-O. You can imagine how pissed off I was to find my blood sugar in the 200s a few hours later. I started to feel like it wasn’t even worth trying. I feel like I’ll never level off.
But, with diabetes, not trying is not an option. So I continue to choose Jell-O over the remaining Easter jelly beans. I’ve been looking at patterns and making some basal tweaks. I still can’t get a handle on this new morning spike that’s been happening, but before breakfast today I gave my bolus twice as long to start working before I ate. It didn’t work . . . . I still ended up way too high post-breakfast and needed a correction bolus. So maybe it’s time for some old school basal testing and then a look at my breakfast insulin-to-carb ratio.
I’m sure not thrilled. I still don’t understand why nothing seems to work anymore. I’m definitely feeling major frustration moving in. But I know I’ve still got to try . . . right? What keeps you going when nothing seems to work?