Going with the flow followed by the inevitable FLOOD – by Jade
In my last blog I talked about how I have spent a very long time doing what the doctors told me to no avail. I feel I have tried every option out there that is possible within my capabilities and my budget. I do remember the amazing doctor who was concerned that I was putting on weight as a teenager but his plan of attack was for me to have a bedtime snack followed by a snack around midnight?!
Anyway I am now sitting pretty with my 6.9% hba1c, what more could I want? I know some of you reading this will be thinking WOW that’s high. But I have spent so long in outer HbA1c space that anything less than 8 I’m pleased with and the result of a 6.9% made my day, if not my year. However, as we all know only too well diabetes has sneaky way of hanging in the background then BANG – look who’s here and something flares up. Sadly, this has just happened to me AGAIN.
I was merrily dancing along with my new implanted pump feeling so utterly relieved that something finally seemed to be working. Whilst the whole operation was intrusive the actual day to day part is really quite discreet, which I am a big BIG fan of. I am of the theory that my diabetes should not define me and whilst I fully accept that I cannot ignore it, if it could be less in my face life is a lot simpler for me. I scrupulously do all my blood tests before each meal and at least two others during the day maybe even more depending on how I feel and what’s going on in general. I calculate my doses of insulin according to the carbs I will consume and I correct a high sugar if necessary. All of this has become second nature, as I am sure that it has to you.
I work as a teacher therefore I have been officially on summer holiday since the 5th July (sweet!). I chose to take part in a summer camp in the UK for two weeks and I returned last Saturday. The food provided on camp was dreadful, everything was fried and fruit and vegetables were really hard to come by. The camp was busy so I was always doing this and that although the intensity of such activities varied, I did not forget I was diabetic but I admit I probably concentrated a little less that I would normally. Yesterday, I connected my blood machine to the computer to have a look at the facts and figures and I was bitterly disappointed to see that my average sugar had gone up to 182 mg/dl (10.2mmol). I have been experiencing some early morning hypos which has meant that I have needed to change the basal from about 4am onwards which has always been my personal minefield. I have no idea what my body does between 4am and getting up but I wish it could just do it in the same fashion every day, so that my insulin needs wouldn’t need to do a 180 flip every two or three months!
All of that said, the moral of the day as far as I’m concerned is that, my diabetes will never go away. Even though my new treatment seems to be a lot more reliable and my body is responding to this new treatment even better than I had dare to hope. If I take my eye off the ball for too long, on purpose or not, my control will spiral very rapidly. I’m off on holiday in 10 days, this time camping in the sun. I need to think of a suitable strategy so that I can enjoy my holiday without forfeiting my control. Answers on a postcard please!