Showing posts with label Diabetes Mysteries. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diabetes Mysteries. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Looking Back: I Have A Few Questions.
I first shared this post in February of 2011, and I'm still finding that all of these questions are still unanswered. I'd now like to add to the list, "When can my Dexcom display be available as an app on my iPhone?".
Why do I only start to drop low after I've brushed my teeth?
Why can't Dexcom covers come in colors like aqua blue, orange, green or purple?
Why, on the nights I most need sleep, does Jim decide to make stuff up about my blood sugar and thusly wake me up every half hour with a BRRR BRRR BRRR BRRR! from the nightstand? (That's my impersonation of him vibrating, by the way.)
How is it possible that I can access the internet from my phone, but I can't access my basal rates from my meter remote?
Why do the Animas cartridge needles make my Humalog bottles leak drops of insulin while I'm filling them? (I've learned recently that I'm not the only one this happens to...)
Why do I sometimes feel like I'm dropping low, when I'm really not?
Why, when I get sick, does it take me three weeks to recover, instead of the three days it appears to take everyone else?
Why can't I keep myself from smirking when the nurse giving me my flu shot says "This might hurt a little"? (And why do I almost always feel the need to tell her that I'm used to it, because I have diabetes?)
And why does the world not yet have an integrated Animas/Dexcom system?!
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Why do the most accurate CGM sensor sites also have to be the itchiest?
Why do I only start to drop low after I've brushed my teeth?
Why can't Dexcom covers come in colors like aqua blue, orange, green or purple?
Why, on the nights I most need sleep, does Jim decide to make stuff up about my blood sugar and thusly wake me up every half hour with a BRRR BRRR BRRR BRRR! from the nightstand? (That's my impersonation of him vibrating, by the way.)
How is it possible that I can access the internet from my phone, but I can't access my basal rates from my meter remote?
Why do the Animas cartridge needles make my Humalog bottles leak drops of insulin while I'm filling them? (I've learned recently that I'm not the only one this happens to...)
Why do I sometimes feel like I'm dropping low, when I'm really not?
Why, when I get sick, does it take me three weeks to recover, instead of the three days it appears to take everyone else?
Why can't I keep myself from smirking when the nurse giving me my flu shot says "This might hurt a little"? (And why do I almost always feel the need to tell her that I'm used to it, because I have diabetes?)
And why does the world not yet have an integrated Animas/Dexcom system?!
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Friday, March 16, 2012
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Thanks, Universe.
Today, I'm grateful that my universe is attempting some balance for me.
Because while I may have realized mid-drive this morning that I was headed to work with only enough insulin in my pump for basal (good thing I keep that insulin pen with me - and you KNOW I shot myself in the calf at a stoplight to cover breakfast, because that's how I roll), and the only coffee creamer I had left to bring with me was the Bailey's Irish Cream (it's non-alcoholic, but that doesn't make bringing it to work look any less awkward), I got to wake up to this graph. It happened after completely SWAGing a late-night dinner of fast food "Mexican", and I have absolutely no idea how to replicate this.
I'm not going to question it. I'm just going to appreciate it.
Sometimes, you have to celebrate the little victories.
Because while I may have realized mid-drive this morning that I was headed to work with only enough insulin in my pump for basal (good thing I keep that insulin pen with me - and you KNOW I shot myself in the calf at a stoplight to cover breakfast, because that's how I roll), and the only coffee creamer I had left to bring with me was the Bailey's Irish Cream (it's non-alcoholic, but that doesn't make bringing it to work look any less awkward), I got to wake up to this graph. It happened after completely SWAGing a late-night dinner of fast food "Mexican", and I have absolutely no idea how to replicate this.
I'm not going to question it. I'm just going to appreciate it.
Sometimes, you have to celebrate the little victories.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Make Sense, It Does Not.
There's a monstrosity of mostly-carnivorous celebration once a year nearby, named "Ribfest". As the name would suggest, there's a lot of food to be tried - ribs, pork, brisket, and just anything you can name On A Stick. Midwestern sterotyping at it's finest.
Aaron and I headed there for lunch on Sunday, and investigated several options before landing on a 1/3 slab of ribs and a pulled pork sandwich to share between us. Afterwards, we thought we'd give the funnel cake a go. (Okay, the funnel cake was mostly for me - Aaron got the cookie dough on a stick. Neither disappointed our 'This Is So Totally Bad For Me' tooth.)
Seeing as how the composition of a funnel cake is much like a donut - mostly fat and sugar - I expected significant CGM graph shenanigans for the next several hours. I tested; I bolused; I ate; I waited for the rocket launch.
Except that it never came.
Somehow the magical combination of walking, sunshine, mega-bolus, and luck meant that I never left the 105 - 135 range. Success!
Later that day, we had sweet corn for dinner. Just sweet corn - we weren't that hungry, and a stop at a roadside farmer's stand meant we'll be eating fresh, locally grown veggies all week. (Yay!)
I guessed 30g of carb for two ears, based on the Ping remote's food listings of "corn on cob wht - 13" and "corn on cob yell - 25". (They were speckled with both.) It wasn't until ten or so minutes after eating that I heard Jim vibrating from the kitchen counter.
"HIGH - 180". My CGM was currently reading me at 226, and I stayed above 200 for the next few hours, despite the two correction boluses I threw at it.
So let's get this straight - a funnel cake keeps me in range, but sweet corn sends me to the moon?
I'm not sure even Yoda could explain this one, but I'd sure like to hear him try.
Aaron and I headed there for lunch on Sunday, and investigated several options before landing on a 1/3 slab of ribs and a pulled pork sandwich to share between us. Afterwards, we thought we'd give the funnel cake a go. (Okay, the funnel cake was mostly for me - Aaron got the cookie dough on a stick. Neither disappointed our 'This Is So Totally Bad For Me' tooth.)
Seeing as how the composition of a funnel cake is much like a donut - mostly fat and sugar - I expected significant CGM graph shenanigans for the next several hours. I tested; I bolused; I ate; I waited for the rocket launch.
Except that it never came.
Somehow the magical combination of walking, sunshine, mega-bolus, and luck meant that I never left the 105 - 135 range. Success!
Later that day, we had sweet corn for dinner. Just sweet corn - we weren't that hungry, and a stop at a roadside farmer's stand meant we'll be eating fresh, locally grown veggies all week. (Yay!)
I guessed 30g of carb for two ears, based on the Ping remote's food listings of "corn on cob wht - 13" and "corn on cob yell - 25". (They were speckled with both.) It wasn't until ten or so minutes after eating that I heard Jim vibrating from the kitchen counter.
"HIGH - 180". My CGM was currently reading me at 226, and I stayed above 200 for the next few hours, despite the two correction boluses I threw at it.
So let's get this straight - a funnel cake keeps me in range, but sweet corn sends me to the moon?
I'm not sure even Yoda could explain this one, but I'd sure like to hear him try.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
I Have A Few Questions.
Why do I only start to drop low after I've brushed my teeth?
Why can't Dexcom covers come in colors like aqua blue, orange, green or purple?
Why, on the nights I most need sleep, does Jim decide to make stuff up about my blood sugar and thusly wake me up every half hour with a BRRR BRRR BRRR BRRR! from the nightstand? (That's my impersonation of him vibrating, by the way.)
How is it possible that I can access the internet from my phone, but I can't access my basal rates from my meter remote?
Why do the Animas cartridge needles make my Humalog bottles leak drops of insulin while I'm filling them? (I've learned recently that I'm not the only one this happens to...)
Why do I sometimes feel like I'm dropping low, when I'm really not?
Why, when I get sick, does it take me three weeks to recover, instead of the three days it appears to take everyone else?
Why can't I keep myself from smirking when the nurse giving me my flu shot says "This might hurt a little"? (And why do I almost always feel the need to tell her that I'm used to it, because I have diabetes?)
And why does the world not yet have an integrated Animas/Dexcom system?!
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Got a question you'd like to ask, too? Leave it in the comments section. Who knows? Someone might just come along and answer it. I'm looking at you, Animas and Dexcom.
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