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Posted: Jul 28, 2014
This past weekend we finally got the Mum of Jenna who our sailboat Jenna’s Journey (a Catalina 30) is named after onboard. It's been something we've been planning for awhile, but with my friend losing her DH to cancer only a few years after Jenna, it's been a very difficult time for her. Jenna, sadly died at the age of 17 after battling a form of cancer called aveaolor Rhabdomyoscarcoma . Jenna lives on through our sailboat – she will never be forgotten. And she looked over the two newbie sailors, her Mum and her boyfriend Billy, as we heeled over gently at 15 degrees in winds of 10-15 knots. It was a great weekend of reliving memories of Jenna and the weather held out for us to perfection.
Of course, preparing for visitors, especially the MUM of Jenna was nerve wracking. I wanted this to be perfect for my friend of 25+ years. So, between working during the week and trying to get things ready food wise, that would suit both “normal” people and myself as a diabetic. It was abit of a challenge.
So of course, the Hypo Fairy came to visit me quite abit last week (and from other FB postings during the week – I was not alone – warm weather just makes our insulin work much better). All I can say is THANK GOODNESS for Michael George aka my Animas 2020 insulin pump. I was able to SUSPEND his delivery at times that we’re not convenient for me (e.g. going out for a quick grocery run WITHOUT any fast acting sugar … bad bad bad – even worse – not #BGNow meter – but I know when I’m going low / high still at least). Also, with being able to lower your basal insulin, compared to my usual MDI (multiple dose injections) is VERY handy.
Artwork courtesy of http://marasop.deviantart.com/
So, Friday rolls around, we are off to Jenna’s Journey. Both my DH and I are trying to finish up work abit earlier (didn’t happen) – and then try to make sure the furball children are all settled in for a few days alone (I know – they’re cats – but still …. ). Again, that day, the Hypo Fairy decides to play games with me earlier in the day. We hit the road, for the 70 minute drive to where we keep our sailboat and then I realise my lips aren’t tingling because of the wind hitting my face (driving with the top down on the car). And what seems to be a normal with diabetics that I've met over the years - I get an unusual hunger pang.
I don’t like to broadcast to the world I’m having a low #BGNow . So of course, the Tim Horton’s server is all chatty and so am I. Meanwhile, my eyes start to go blinky, blinky and I’m trying to control my jerks/twitches (like I have Tourette’s Syndrome) and at that moment I think … “Why am I such a polite person in a mini-me crisis?” When all I want to do is SCREAM out …
“Give me my Fing donut NOW”.
If I had TS as my DH told me later, that’s probably how it would come out – and save me some time in getting what I need … NOW!
So I enhale my donut (below is EXACTLY what I had) - along with a coffee - and there goes my chance of ever shedding the 20 lbs I'm attempting to lose on my goal to one day being 40 lbs lighter. Urrhhh.
The nice thing – it worked out fine – though I battled with the Hypo Fairy over the next few days with people who don’t really understand diabetes (e.g. “How often do you have to use your insulin pump?” or “Where’s my food?” … this coming from the nondiabetic person whose NOT having a visit by the Hypo Fairy with a 2.2 /40 #BGNow ).
As most of us do with people who don’t understand Type 1 diabetes – we are forever trying our best to educate them – and maybe one day – they’ll get it.
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Posted: Feb 23, 2014
I was just about to post on my Facebook page with a follow up to my sweaty dripping wakeup call at 0202 (see below) – then thought – ahhh heck – why not post another entertaining #dblog –
“ As I dealt with a #BGnow of 1.8/30 in the wee hours of the morning - and scooped into an imitator Nutella - I came across this great site. I now have more info into the pros/cons of hazelnut chocolate spreads (shoulda gone for the PB route after eating sweet stuff to bring myself out of this low). Back to testing again - to see if I can lay my head down to sleep for a few more zzzzz's before getting up for work (and hockey game - go Sweden - go Canada) “
I decided that “what the heck” - LIFE IS GOOD – Canada won against Sweden (now – tell me – who did NOT get up early today – even out in the western sector of Canada – that is 12 hours behind – THEY WERE UP!!) #goCanadago
On top of it all – despite how some of you may react to this ... my #BGnow reading – taken AFTER the hockey game ended (who has time to test???) – had spiked all to heck at *** 17.4 / 313 *** with my inhaling of the hazelnut spread - lick lick lick (inferior to the one I’d bought from Cedar last year by a long shot – which lead me to the original post on Facebook with reading the #blog from veggirlrd.com ). Have ou ever seen those huge jars of Nutella at Costco? Have you ever bought one yourself? LOL
Wait - I'm getting off track here (nuts do this to you - excitement of hockey game win) .... maybe my #BGnow went up as I was actually playing the hockey game alongside the team members?? Ya know what can happen when we do exercise – and how our #BGnow spikes up ( you can view ongoing discussion here at Diabetes1.org on that subject )
The conclusion to this post is - with the use of insulin – lovely rapid stuff we have available today – as a professional human dart board (back to using the i-port again and sometimes bad diabetic when having a hypo and goes overboard with correcting) – I am now happily coming down to regular programming with #BGnow – along with having had an espresso with a bit of cream in it.
LIFE IS GOOD (it all depends on how you lick LOOK at it!!!)
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Posted: Nov 2, 2013
Well, here's my entry for today's topic of CHECK - for more of the topics for each day this month during National Diabetes Awareness Month or NDAM - see Kerri Sparling's link for all the details (e.g. use the hash tag of #dmpad in your posts in various areas the DOC (Diabetes Online Community) post in)
UPDATE for my posts/pictures - they are going to be scattered due to amount of time I have on my hands - it all depends on my story behind the picture (I like to sometimes put explicit details in my picture posts LOL). Diabetes1.org won't allow me to use the hyperlinks for Twitter/Facebook/G+ - but just search for me under FatCatAnna you will ALWAYS be able to find my contributions at these places if it's not posted here at this website!
I woke up with a low blood sugar (#BGnow) this morning - this was even after PIGGING out on some of the leftover candy bars we had from Halloween (so much for buying a large box of chocolates - when only 10 Trick or Treaters came by on Halloween).
I am terrible when I'm around sweet things - I swear - REALLY I DO - they talk to me. I cannot resist them. I do justify the amount of insulin to eat them - but with my latest weight issue - hmmm - not good.
Here's my blood sugar 4 hours later (10.1 mmol/l or 180 mg/dl) - I hadn't given any insulin coverage (bolus - for meals - my basal insulin still does it' job in the background on my pump) - so not bad for what I'd nibbled on for breakfast ...
NB: DH has now hidden the chocolate bars safely away from me - even if I'm foaming at the mouth angry/spitting/screaming - unless he feels I should have one - he is to resist my pleas for CANDY!!! I am not the Tazmanian devil (the picture below is what was on my door Halloween night).
Also, you can find my entry for Day 1 - PAST - at this link - and it's abit of a shocker (it was for me) - a hint - my A1C number back in '94.
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Posted: Sep 29, 2013
Ahhh the fashions in 1970
How many of us have been designated drivers? As a diabetic, amongst my friends when I was younger, I would normally be the one a) that had a car (and could afford the gas/insurance); and/or b) didn’t drink to the point of total obliteration of the mind. So, after having a good time, piling into the car to head back home (for more partying sometimes) – I would make sure that my friends were okay - glass of water – few aspirins – then be on my way home if I wasn’t staying the night.
Sigh, the responsibilities of being a diabetic when your friends aren’t (I think we younger diagnosed diabetics have to grow up faster sometimes than our nondiabetic mates). To some of you, it may seem like we miss out on all the fun – but in away – I never felt I did (well – hey I did indulge from time to time –I mean I’m no saint). The main thing, I could remember EVERYTHING the next day, they couldn’t, and the stories I could relay to their kids today would be such a hoot - but I won't - don't worry.
The other day, a friend of mine, who immigrated to Quebec about 10 years ago, that I’ve known since the age of 7, called me up, inviting me over for coffee and cake (ohhh homemade cake .. NOT - they don't like to cook <lol>). I actually hear and see less of them than when we lived further apart. Their life is complicated (whose lie isn't?) – and boy oh boy – that could make for a whole other blog – but that’s their story to tell if they can write honestly.
At the time, I knew I had 4 units of insulin remaining in George Michael (my Animas 2020 insulin pump –still going strong into his 2nd year of being out of warranty – hope I don’t jinx him here by saying that). I figured that I’d be okay – my BG (blood glucose/sugar) was acting stable that day (5.1 mmol/l – 92 mg/dl) – so I knew I’d not need to correct with multitudes of insulin if I went high – even with coffee and cake.
I stayed for an hour – chatting up on what had been happening in their life over the last 3 months (boy oh boy – what a soap opera). Then Monsieur George went into ALARM mode – FEED ME NOW!! No biggie, and I guess for some of you reading this, you’re thinking “why didn’t she bring back up? She preaches this to all of us!!”. Well, I forgot, plain and simple. I also knew, that going without insulin for less than an hour would not be the death of me (not like my DKA experience back in August – 6 hours without insulin – NOT GOOD).
So as I attempted to leave (hey –they like to talk – yap yap yappity yap) – my friend was reminiscing about the times I had been low (Hypoglycemia / low blood glucose). If I could have captured the look on their face – of how I looked to them when I was “drunk” with a low – PRICELESS. It was something that I forgot about – that they’d probably seen me that way many times over the past 45+ years – and it was actually kind of neat that they would remember those details – and I was seeing how I looked in their eyes.
They work for a dentist – who is a Type 1 diabetic. They told me that they had asked their boss – incase the he went low – where did they kept their insulin, etc. The dentist was reluctant at first to tell them where it was kept in his office but in the end told them. That’s when my brakes came to an abrupt screech – and I said.
It actually freaked me that my friend, who is a Dental Assistant, who has known me for so long, would consider giving insulin to someone in that state - and would they know how to test their BG properly to access the situation?
I once again put on my “educators” cap like I seem to be doing alot lately when I'm out on the town – hoping that the simple explanation I gave to them, will ensure that any diabetic that they come across in future, that either may be going low or high (Hyperglycemia / high blood glucose/sugar). I’m hoping it retains in their noggin’ – because obviously knowing me for so long – they still don’t get it (like my Mum who thinks apple juice is sugar free).
It also proves to me – why many of us are so anal about our control – and taking care of ourselves – rather than others (even “trained” nurses in a hospital – and I speak from experience). We know what works best for us – and hope that we don’t get into the situation where we need someone to assist us – without full knowledge of what to do.
NB: When I got back home after picking up a few groceries along the way - I was reading 8.1 mmol/l - l46 mg/dl. Infusion change - fresh juice of life in my pump - back to regular programming!
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Posted: Sep 23, 2013
I’ve been taking part in a Photo Challenge for the past month on Facebook where those that participate change their cover picture daily/sharing it at the groups wall – explaining why they chose that particular photograph. It’s been nice not to be involved in something that isn’t ALL diabetes related – but guess what – with some of the topics … diabetes somehow sneaks itself in!! It plays a role in some of my picture descriptions for one reason or another – yuppers – always the advocate – that I am!!!
Today’s topic was difficult (so far – as I compose this blog – I seem to be the only one that’s posted a picture on the Photo Challenge group page). I actually was stumped - Day 23 – A Gift Day – but then something dawned on me today – after meeting up with someone – of all places – Wal-Mart – in the baking isle – and my picture idea came to fruition ....
To fully understand the meaning behind the picture posted above – click on this link
I noticed a woman pulling a package out of Butter Pecan – and she started to tell me in French that this cake mix was so good – just warm out of the oven … and then she lost me – while my low in gear brain tried to keep up with the fast pace of French. Hmmm, did she say she put frosting on it? Isn’t that high in sugar? Diabetes – rears it’s head again - stop taking over my sponge brain ….
I then started to tell her I was a Type 1 diabetic – blah, blah, blah – she then switched to English when she heard me stumbling with my French (later I told her – glass of wine – or funny smoke stuff makes me better at understanding ANY language thrown at me – or my speaking it). Then she reveals - she is diabetic too - a Type 2. Je suis trop bête!!
Of course, her Type 2 is not your usual diagnosis – being overweight / older / etc. – but because of having pancreatic cancer. What is left of her pancreas (and here I was invisioning how small the pancreas is – and that the surgeon managed to leave a teeny tiny portion of it there) seems to be performing okay but her doctor was talking to her about going onto an insulin pump.
Viola!! As my blood sugar started to creep back to normal - and my lips keep on flapping (yes – I was breathing inbetween my yapping – and listening to her as well) – up goes my t-shirt – George Michael my pink insulin pump flashes his pearly whites - "hello baby" – and well – you know the rest – showing the infusion set (now – who doesn’t do the same thing as I do – I’m proud to show my tummy to total strangers).
So, the good thing out of all of this? After exchanging contact info - I now have someone who is interested in learning about insulin pumps - how I've done it all these years since the 60's (I guess they think I know what I'm doing ). Though I may try to educate her on trying out MDI ((multiple dosage injections) ) prior to going onto a pump first – since she’d be paying out of pocket as she’s self-employed (I can give her suggestion for applying for Disability Tax credit (put link here).
In the end? I got home, feeling so hungry that even the cat food I doled out in their dishes made me lick my lips (oh oh – is the real cat woman coming out of me again???) – I realised that the gift I really appreciate is the food I can buy – that normally is considered not good (though in the picture there is some “not so bad” food – remember – I can cheat – I’m on insulin).
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