A Not-So-Good Night’s Sleep
Firstly, Happy Father’s Day to all the dads and dads-to-be out there!
Now, back to my topic, a not-so-good nights sleep.
Last night before going to bed, my fiancé had one of his friends and his girlfriend over at the house. It was a very nice night to sit outside by the fire, have a few drinks, hang out, chit-chat and enjoy the summer night. My blood sugar was slightly high because I had forgotten to bolus before dinner, and it tends to run high when I am drinking. I have become accustomed to giving myself less insulin while drinking because afterwards I have a tenancy of dropping severely low in the middle of the night. I went to bed with a blood sugar of 250 mg/dL.
I woke up around 3am, dehydrated and severely needing to pee! Clearly I was high. I was showing all the symptoms. Checked my blood sugar level, I was 452 mg/dL. No wonder why I woke up in the middle of the night. I bolused more insulin, and went back to bed.
Around 4:30am I awoke again. Ran to the bathroom for the second time, got a bottle of water and chugged most of it. 379 mg/dL was my blood sugar. Eghh… why hasn’t it gone down?!? Bolused more insulin and went back to bed.
I got up around 7:30am, went to the bathroom yet again and drank some more water. I knew I was high, but was it because of drinking the night before? No, my insulin pump was disconnected! That explains a lot. I put a new pod on, got dressed and headed off to work. Hopefully it’ll go down now, especially because now I know I am hooked up correctly.
It’s almost lunchtime. I feel nauseous. I have no appetite. I feel sick to my stomach. I haven’t eaten anything. And my blood sugar has not gone down! It has been a good 12 hours since I have had a blood sugar reading below 300 mg/dL. My insulin pump is still hooked up properly. There must be something wrong. Time to bolus again and hope for the best.
Pssh, and you thought diabetes was not that hard to handle. Give me a break. I wish my life was easy. I wish I didn’t have to wear & carry around all these extra gadgets. I wish I could eat anything I wanted at anytime. I wish there was a cure for diabetes.
That stinks. Sorry you’re fighting with all of that.
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