I have lots of thoughts… Met with my stessors, well, only one. They wanted to tell me where my classroom will be next year. It’s seriously not a problem and not worth a meeting.
Though the blood sugar shot up to 270. I’m on my way downstairs to walk it off.
A Shot in the Dark: Bloody Peach Vanilla Cake!
I was reading this article and feeling sorry for both Josephy and his mom, Sandra. I can imagine nothing harder than being a mother of a child with diabetes. As a high school teacher I watch parents and students struggle with each other all the time and I’ve glad I made the choice to be a bystander and not a participant.
Anyway on the treat thing — I’m comparing it to this week here at school. I’ve avoided two events completely because they had the wrong timing for me and the wrong foods. Having just come off a massive non-compliant episode, I just didn’t need the events. I am honestly — scheduling a meal at 3:00 pm doesn’t work for me at all. It’s either too late or too early. The other event was at 1:30, which isn’t much better.
This morning, I did “give in”. One of our long term teachers who is retiring brought a little bit of everything: fruit, chocolate and crackers. Of course, everything she brought turns to sugar, but at least everything was prepackaged, easily countable, and portable. I grabbed an apple and a small piece of chocolate (one of those minatures), and brought them upstairs to eat after my postprandial reminder went off.
She was super pleased with herself for thinking to bring stuff that people like me could eat, and I sure wasn’t going to burst her bubble — besides, I could have choosen to toss the items and she would have none the wiser.
Social situations can be hard.
The person or persons bringing the food honestly do so out of pride, admiration, or just a way to show that they care. Too many people take rejecting food they give as rejecting them or at least the recipent can feel that way. It’s even harder when they are trying to do the right thing — I’m learning though to tell people that it isn’t the right time for me to eat, and take it and find a way to get rid of it later.
I’ll say, either I just ate and I’m full, or give some other legimate excuse. That usually works.
I’ve gone a couple of months without pulling a set off, but managed to do it yesterday morning.
I had been pretty pleased with myself, though I do faithfully carry extras and I have been worried about having to float.
The biggest danger time for pulling a set off, for me, if the first few hours after a set change. I alternate sides plus I was wearing slacks instead of a dress.
Just as I yanked, I could feel the tubing in my hand, but it was too late.
Lots of reasons I HATE doing that. First it hurts. Second, sets aren’t cheap. $10-15 a piece, and the insets run the high end. Third, everytime you put a set in, you run into the danger of having it inserted wrong. The good news, is that I can’t remember the last time I had an Inset set fail, the last time was months ago, and I had pulled the set towards the end of the set life, and pulled the cannella out without pulling off the adhesive.
I was able to change the set in my classroom without anyone noticing, but mostly because I was wearing a two-piece outfit, and could get to the set without disrobing.
My plan is to be able to buy all new clothes at the beginning of the school year (having lost weight), and high on that plan is to make sure everything I buy is seperates. I’m going to miss my walk in closet.
You see, I absolutely refuse to change a set, test my blood sugar or inject in a room that has a toilet in it. Especially a public restaurant. Have you see the studies where they show how the entire room has a high bacteria count and that they find particles of feces and urine in the air and stalls. There isn’t enough alcohol in the world to prevent a infection in that situation. It gives me the willies thinking about it. And those were “clean” restrooms.
We’re lucky if they get serviced once a day and that’s usually just to remove the trash.
I was hoping to finish the school year without having the stressors bother me again, but no such luck. Got a note in my box. I vow though that this time I’m not going to let it get to me.
Three times it has caused me to stop sleeping, three times it has pulled my energy level down, and three times it has affected my eating. I’ve finally got everything under control. I don’t need this.
At least for a little while — blood sugar is still stable and part of the issue may be that I’ve loosened up on choices a bit, but my blood sugar isn’t as low as it was and my insulin use is stablizing.
I think I’ll end up with a TDD under 50.
Energy level is definately improving.
I’ve gotten almost everything out of my classroom — I give my last final tomorrow morning and thankfully they are my best class.
Check out is Friday morning, and I’ll have to wait until grades come back. I think I’ll go in a bit later than 8:00 am since they won’t be in that early.
Now you know why I had her make mine with white beads, and use both the flat tag AND a dangle.
And do what I did — ask a couple of paramedics if they would notice it. I swung by the fire station to ask mine. It also isn’t a bad idea if they know you, but then I live in a small town (suburb of Dallas), and the fire station is less than 3 minutes away from a phone call.
Diabetes Mine: Too Pretty to Save My Life?
The consensus was that they were at least as likely to notice that as a plain steel bracelet, but they think they would notice the tubing and pump first.
Of course, you don’t pump, so you don’t have visible (to a paramedic) signs available.
I’ve been able to pull my insulin usage down from 110 units a day — and uncontrolled, back to under 60 units a day — controlled.
Energy level is slowing coming back — workouts aren’t as hard, and I’m not gaining weight — though I’m not sure I’m losing weight either.
I’ve got two more tests to give, one tomorrow, one on Thursday, and signout on Friday. I’ve probably got one more box of things to take out of my room and I’m done.
This summer I’m focusing on finishing the Master’s and getting over this year, both mentally and physically.
Which is a GOOD thing.
Postpranial blood sugars are still lower than I like, which means I have an opportunity to have a low.
I’m came close to a low again during exercise today, so grabbed a small granola bar. Though it isn’t many calories, they still do add up.
That’s one of the problems, if I am having to eat to match insulin, I will definately gain weight.
If I can drop the total insulin usage, I’ll lose weight.
Workouts are finally starting to get a bit easier too.
I’ve had two readings of less than 6.5 on the pump — unfortunately not the very last …
AACE Announces New A1c Standard of 6.5% or Lower
Dr. Jellinger announced a new A1c standard of 6.5% or lower for patients with type 2 diabetes. The new standard is part of a more comprehensive effort to prevent diabetes complications. AACE is embarking on this effort following the results of a report outlined at the briefing that showed two thirds of Americans with type 2 diabetes are not in control of treating the disease. The majority of people with diabetes in all 50 states had A1c levels above the guideline, and 61% had no knowledge of the A1c test or of their own personal A1c level.