The boy (Dexcom) who cried wolf…

Dexcom – somedays I hate it, somedays I am so damn grateful.

Yesterday, I hated it. Last night, it’s my new best friend…

All day yesterday, it kept saying I was low, and I would test, and I wasn’t low.

So last night when it started its beep, beep, buzz, buzz, low, low, I kept hitting the snooze (clear) button because, I just knew I wasn’t low.

At 3am, I got up and tested, just so I could reset the number and tell it where to go. Didn’t work. I was 39. I don’t think so. Tested again and yup, low. Funnily (is that a word?) enough – no symptoms. No shakes, no nothing. Until I tested. Then it all started. Drank a juice box and waited, waited, waited. Up to 60 something but, not ready to go back to bed. Ate a candy bar – I know, not the right thing to do… But it worked and I was back in bed by 4am. Whoopee!

Slept until almost 7. I’m usually awake by 5:30 with no alarm clock. (Age, it happens…)

I woke up in the 90’s. Not so bad.

At lunch – no issues.

But – had two cookies and probably goofed on the bolus (one cookie had frosting). Was at 300+ by 3pm. Came home – and by 5pm, was back down to 40 something. This is ridiculous!

300 up and down in one 24 hour period. Stupid, annoying, and not a lot of fun.

Yup, charged it this morning before going to work in a fog…

I can’t believe I took a picture at 3am…

Not feeling so great…

I have a bug. It’s not a bad bug – no stomach issues, no fever, just achy and yucky, etc… Sadly, I still have an appetite. BG’s have been okay so, guess I’ll survive this.

I even stayed home from work today. Didn’t do me a whole lot of good as far as trying to rest as the construction people are still here every day hammering away.

Big decision today. Where to put the bathroom vents on the outside of the house. Turns out the bathroom vents have been venting right into the attic (2 baths) and the other in the basement vents into the furnace room (which is off the guest room). So I’m (looking like death warmed over…) wandering outside with one of the builder guys choosing a spot in the soffit. Not fun.

Changed dex today. It had been 11 days and was giving wonky readings. Spent 3 hours with question marks, took it out and put in another one. Called Dexcom and they’re replacing it. This was the third sensor in one box that didn’t work??? The new box that I opened today is the same lot number but so far, this one isn’t having any problems.

And in new, old news – a whole bunch of people have been finding this blog (again) by searching for “t h e  e n d.” It’s very strange. Almost all are from other countries. Weird…!!!

Rain, rain go away

If I was in a d-funk, today would have been awful, awful, awful.

I’m not in a d-funk but I am pretty ticked off with my Dexcom. Last week’s sensor wasn’t so great so I took it off on the seventh day.

The newest one is almost, maybe even more so, as annoying. My morning tune that stayed stuck in my head was “Tossing and Turning.”

And I owe it all to my Dexcom. At 2am it said, “Beep, beep, buzz buzz. You are at 55.” Not! One hour later, it did the same bbbb and said I was at 230. Nope.

What I was though, in the morning when I woke up, was very, very tired. I decided that was it – 4 days of this was enough and I was going to change it. (I hate inserting a new one – really, really hate.) Tested in the kitchen first thing and darn it, the meter and the Dexcom were in PERFECT agreement. I didn’t change it and today has been much better.

But it’s still raining. And it’s cold. And it’s supposed to snow.

And I’m whining here but you need to know that while I was feeling sorry for myself in the early hours of this day, I honestly did think about the parents who are up each night checking their d-children. If I had a child with diabetes, I would be up during the night to check also. (I’d be younger, too…)