A REAL STRUGGLE THAT WORKED OUT WELL, EXPERIEMENT #1:
All of yesterday and all throughout the night, my BGs were high no matter how much insulin I was dosing. I was pumping, I was injecting, I was doing IM shots into my thighs. Nothing I did seem to matter. I even took a CoVid test to see if I were sick or something without being symptomatic! . I changed my pump twice during the night. Checked for air bubbles in my tubing, opened a brand new vial of insulin…and on and on. This carried over through this morning. I was banging that insulin into my body like it was going out of style. I felt like I might as well be injecting water.
Needless to say, I didnt sleep at all last night, and by 5am, I was so miserably exhausted, but couldn’t sleep, I just dragged myself into the living room and turned on the TV. I waited to eat breakfast at my usual time. I double bolused for just 12gms of carbs and protein and it had absolutely no impact on my BGs. I watched my sugars climb and climb.
Finally, when I only had .3U IOB I decided I’d had enough and I would go swim it off. That no matter how utterly exhausted and whipped I was, the pool was indeed the one place that would fix it. when I left the house, my BGs were high and climbing; out of my personal comfort zone considering how much insulin I had been dosing. I walked briskly to the pool (kind of like a mad woman, crazy lunatic if you had been one of the people I passed on the way there)
One thing I have learned about doing any kind of exercise with IOB (including walking, for me at least) is that it can dramatically lower your BGs quickly. SO leaving my house with the .3U IOB definately helped bring my sugars down…this was even more effective than all of the insulin I had been pumping!
I HAVE A RULE: once I am in the pool, I do not allow myself to even think about being diabetic.I dont think about my numbers, I dont make mental calculations about if im gonna go high or low…nothing. My “self-talk” is easy. I do it like a mantra : " Breath out DISEASE, breath in LIFE." I say it over and over and over. I am not schizophrenic, I am not OCD, I am not a diabetic, I am not someone who has gone through major spinal surgery. I am whole. I am healthy. I am sane. I have gratitude. I have good friends, I have people who love and care for me. I am a kind person. ALL GOOD STUFF. And if a negative thought creeps into my mind, I acknowledge it and push it right back out. Breathe. In, out, in, out…
when I arrived at the pool, my BGs had dropped into a healthy TR. I even supplemented it with 1.5 GTabs (6gms) And I jumped right in. I swam as hard as I could. I focused on all the things previously mentioned. I pumped and I glided. Even the screaming children from the pools day camp did not bother me. I just remained focused and grateful.
when I got out of the pool, my BG was 82. I was very very pleased (I admit that I did sneak in an extra 5 minutes of swim time against doctors orders, but how’s he gonna know .) I bolused 0.5U to compensate for time off my pump, showered, dressed, walked home like a banshee woman. 10 minutes before I was approaching my house, I bolused for my refuel (it takes about 1/2 hour pre-bolus before I can drink it for whatever reason.)
No need to go into my crazy stats. Just to say that if my BGs pop up for what may seem out of the ordinary, I will turn on a TB for a few hours to see if that helps (its always nice to have a plan in place, but I am not there yet, so I will not live in the future just now.)
Have a wonderful w/end everyone. Its over 100 degrees here in Brooklyn. Ugh. And b/c of medical appointments, I will not b back in the pool until next Wednesday But I shall return, and it will be everything I could ever hope for!
signing out,
DM