Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Diabetes is With Me [Even When I'm Sick]



Getting a cold and having diabetes sucks. When I have a sore throat, stuffy nose, nasal congestion, and I'm coughing...the last thing I want to put on top of all of that is diabetes. But, I have to.  
When it takes me forever to get to sleep because of my cold, the last thing I want to do is get out of bed when my sensor is alarming me that my blood sugar is high/low.  What I WANT to do is hit the pump off, roll over, and go back to sleep! Instead, I get out of bed and test my blood sugar and do what I need to fix it.
When I'm not feeling well, I have to test even MORE often because it can throw my blood sugar off. I'd rather just ignore it...but diabetes is with me everyday, regardless of how I feel.
When I take medicine, I have to monitor my blood sugar and look for medicines (eg. cough drops) that aren't high in sugar so that it doesn't make me get an unnecessary high bg.  
It goes to show that diabetes can never be put on the back burner. In every aspect of my life, at every moment, I have to think about my diabetes. Nobody told me that this was going to be a full-time, 24/7 job. No break, whatsoever. Doesn't ever other profession get a vacation?

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Spain, Morocco, & Dabetes



My husband and I just got back from a trip to Spain and Morocco. It's always a struggle to pack diabetic supplies...especially for an international vacation.  For this trip, I created my own little travel package of supplies. When I made my list for the trip...it quickly became a mile long: fruit snacks, emergency glucagon pen, insulin, insulin pens, needles, syringles, batteries, glucose sensors, test strips, lancets, and an extra test meter. Oh how fun!
It was no trouble going through security; I had my doctor's note right on me. When leaving the United States, I told them I had a pump on before going through security. It's a good thing a did--because with my pump, I couldn't go through the x-ray machine. Instead, I went through the metal detector. They also wiped my hands with wipes and a tiny machine for any type of...residue? 
I only dropped low once--but once was enough! After trudging along the streets of Granada, I felt extremely weak.  Once my shaky hands were able to get blood on the test strip, I saw a big ugly 35 staring back at me. Eeek. My husband and I had to stop on the street for me to stuff three fruit roll ups down my throat. People walked by me, looking akwardly my way (or at least I assumed they were)...they must have thought I was nuts!
I had a couple of really great days there, in regards to my blood sugar. It was very difficult to keep my numbers steady. All of the food in Spain is fried and greasy (for the most part).  Even if I did get something packaged, which was rare, I had to figure out where and what the carbs were in Spanish! With all of the walking I was doing...I'm actually lucky I did not drop low more often. I was carrying this around Europe.  Yeah, I am pretty tough! Even though my numbers weren't "ideal," I did my best and kept myself in what I believe was a "safe range." 
I can't even describe in words how incredible our trip to Spain and Morocco was! It's unbelievable when you are lucky enough to experience new and exciting cultures and immerse yourself in a different way of life. I was able to do this all with my husband...and meet some pretty awesome people along the way.