A voice for living well with Type 1 Diabetes

I’m having one of those days.  Woke up with a blood sugar of 325. Proceeded to give a correction bolus on my pump to move it down.  I look in the mirror and want the tag number of the truck that ran me over.  I skip breakfast due to the high number, get ready for work and trudge my way there.

Even though I feel like crap, I make my best effort at putting on a professional and happy face at work.  It’s a lot of work and I suck at it.  My eyes are dry and bloodshot.  People ask if something is wrong.  I check my blood sugar and it still hasn’t budged.  Heavy exhale.  I’m losing patience and give a correction bolus via syringe to move it down.

Two hours later.  Too much insulin in that last bolus correction.  Now I’m low and ravenous.  It’s time for lunch and I proceed to eat everything in sight.  Know that I’m gonna pay for it, but my brain keeps saying EAT!!! Two hours later I’m back flying above 300.  And I am thinking….

Screw you diabetes – and the horse you road in on!

Although you’re getting the best of me now, I vow that:

          YOU WILL NOT WIN.



Feeling good about my PMV (Personal Mental Vent) and commitment to winning the back half of this day, I take action.  Give another correction bolus on my pump and add a temp basal to get my blood sugar back in range.  Slower and more patient this time.

It’s now 4 pm and it’s working.  Blood sugar is 180 and trending into range.  I am exhausted and ready to get off this rollercoaster.

Here’s to a good night’s sleep and waking up in range.  After all, tomorrow is a new day.  The sun will come up.  And I will win.