Sunday night for example. Every night before I go to bed I check my blood sugar to make sure I will be ok throughout the night. When I checked it I was right at my target but something told me that this was going to be a problem so I set a temporary basal to try and prevent the possibility of a low. Two hours later my daughters pump alarmed low predicted for her…she was 156 which was fine. Me on the other hand once I sat up I knew something was not right. I was 47. This is very scary to wake up to and this particular low did not want to come up. It is also scary to think…what if my daughters alarm had not gone off, would I have woken up? What if I had not already lowered my basal, how low would I have been then? These fears are just part of living with diabetes and these things happen from time to time, thankfully not that often with me but they do happen. It’s life as a Type 1. You just have to deal with it and keep on rockin.
Ok…now for some exciting news. Gym and I made up Monday finally after about a 3 week hiatus. I didn’t do a big workout but I did get a couple miles in . The rest of the day I felt amazing. Why do I fight this so much sometimes. It almost always makes me feel better physically after. Tuesday was Crazy so no date with Gym but I plan on seeing him today.
Peace, Love and Happy Blogging
“The healthiest response to life is joy.”