Today was a day in slow motion. And it wasn’t fun.
Dexcom woke me before 5am to say I was ridiculously high. I tested and damn, Dexcom was right. BG was 253. Well, how’d that happen?
I love using my brain at 5am. Not really, but I did it anyway.
Got up – sun wasn’t even showing itself yet. Started the coffee. Did my bolus for coffee (I give it 10 carbs – usually works) and the correction for the 253.
An hour later at 6am, I’ve had coffee but the BG is not moving a whole lot. More insulin.
Two hours later, I Pinged in some more insulin.
About 10, I gave up and took out the inset that I’d just inserted yesterday morning. And… there was blood in the cannula. And there is a shiny, grayish bump on my leg.
I spent the morning doing mini corrections and nothing worked until I changed the inset.
It took all day for my BG to come down to below 150.
And now, well, just ate dinner and Dexcom is going nuts with double arrows up.
It’s a fairly new vial of insulin. The redone site looks okay.
1. Diabetes really sucks
2. What if I was a kid? With me, as my mom saying, “What did you eat???”
3. What if I hadn’t had the strips to monitor this through the WHOLE day?
4. What if there wasn’t a DOC?
6. I have new insulin. I may have to redo the inset, again.
7. Yup, Diabetes really sucks.
I just hit the history button on the Ping. And it looks like I’ve been having issues since I opened this vial of insulin… Guess I’ll do another site change with a new vial of insulin. Well, darn. Why didn’t I see this sooner?
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