Week in Review

I hadn’t planned to take the week off from blogging, but it seems that my week off of work has given me less free time than a true work-week.  Hmm.  So anyway, here’s what’s happening…

I am, therefore I think

After living with diabetes for so long, I like to think I’ve got it all figured out.  Of course, I don’t, but it’s in my nature to try. So here are some of the things that I’ve convinced myself to believe, even though they’ve not been proven credible by anyone. (Make sure you read this site’s disclaimer)

My control got run over by a reindeer

‘Tis the season to be jolly. Only I’m not feeling so festive lately.

Diabetes-wise, I feel like things just aren’t going well. My high-BG corrections aren’t working. My overnight basals aren’t working. My willpower isn’t working.

Maybe my vial of insulin isn’t working (I did throw out a half-full vial, just in case). Maybe the Sure-T’s aren’t working (I can try a Silhouette again, but I really don’t want to!).

Whatever it is, something’s not right. I’ve been hovering in the semi-high (150-190 mg/dl) range a lot more than I used to be, I’ve been spending some nights and afternoons in the 200s, and have a few 300’s sprinkled in there for good measure as well.

Sheltering our children

I made it a point on Friday to make sure I was home in time to see the school bus arrive and for my Kindergarten-age son to step off. I hugged him a bit longer and a bit tighter than usual, and picked him up as he exclaimed that he’s now taller than me.  We looked  at our tall shadows and made gestures that made it seem like our shadows were bumping into each other.

Before long, on the way from the bus-stop to our house, I put him down.  I can’t hold on to him forever.

Poor choice of words

So, this may not be met with the same fire or fervor as words like “diabetic” or “suffering“, but it still irks me.

When I start up a new CGM sensor, I’m required to give it two hours of “warm-up” time before calibrating it with a fingerstick blood sugar reading.  But immediately after the two-hour period is up, I am admonished for doing something wrong: