Showing posts with label sensor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sensor. Show all posts

20 October 2011

Rain, Target & the Joy of Pnut Buttah


Call me a weirdo, but I love rainy night trips to Target. First of all, I have been wanting a better teasing tool for my thin, baby fine hair, especially since no matter what I do, my crown shows FULLY WHOLLY AND COMPLETELY OBVIOUSLY. No matter what. I saw this gizmo over on Pink Lou Lou's site, and I liked the idea but I am impatient, and didn't want to order online and have to wait for it, so I thought, I bet they got somethin close at good ole Tar Jay, right?

So, we needed groceries anyhoo, so off we went, in the pourin down rain. Poor Sylvia was strugglin to navigate through all that water. And she need her some new windshield wipers, Anj Davis. Wink, wink.

Anyhoo, we arrived at the Tar Jay safely, and here are some things I was especially excited about. You know, stuff you bought, but you don't feel guilty because it's not really shoppin, it's just stuff you picked up while buyin groceries.

Morning crack deliciousness
and the coffee was on sale for $6.99!!!
My sensor is a bit awkward, bless her heart and she attaches to my body on one end, but the other end of her flops away from my body, makin yankage out of my body highly likely. So, she has to be strapped down like a mental patient. The regular band-aids I've been using ain't gettin it.

we are currently in trial mode ... band-aid's still there because it hurts to take em off ... TMI? Just imagine the hotness during beach season. ;)

Movin on ....

here's the conair version of PLL's brush ... it was $5.49 at target, and I LIKES. Couldn't find it on the Target website, but you can get 'em at Walgreens, CVS, etc.


and oh how I DO love me some honeycrisp apples - to me fall = extra apple consumption

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after we returned from our Tar Jay extravaganza, we split this bad boy because 80g of carbs is too much at one time for this sister in diabeetus.



And no, hubs can't leave well enough alone. He thinks all apples must have peanut butter - even candy ones. I have NEVER seen him just eat a friggin apple. 

What a friggin weirdo.



I tried it.

It was awesome.

What it isn't realllly shopping purchases do YOU get excited about?
Bee

17 October 2011

Diabeetus loves OJ ... A.A.F.

G'day Sugar Lumps!

I hope y'all slept well last night. And all the nights before that in the last week or so because I have not been sleeping, my friends. 

No, I been gettin up every mornin at approximately 2:19 am to have an 'OJ with a side of PB' party in my kitchen.

You see, I have gotten my sensor addicted to this apparently. So now, every night, homegirl starts beeeeeepin and hollerin to get up and play because my blood sugar is low.

*If you are new to these parts and are wonderin, WTH?, you should know, I have the dia-bee-tus.

But, if I ignore her, she starts to vibrate and it sounds like a texting extravaganza goin on beneath the sheets with all the beepin two or three different ways and the vibratin, and then, I begin to dream weird dreams as a result of said strange noises and vibrations, and because my blood sugar is low. I dream of eating food that is gross, like sweaty cheese that's been sitting out on a party tray in the heat a few hours too long.

I try to be sneaky and use the handy feature on my pump where I silence all the alerts. But, this just means that when I finally do wake up, I am so low that I am about half out of my head and trying not to fall down the stairs to the kitchen. 

But I figure, hey, long as I'm up, why not take pics so I can blog about it? Because I just lay there for eva waitin to fall back asleep anyway.

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Here is my pump. Bless her sweet little heart. She enjoys beeping, vibrating and delivering insulin to my body since my pancreas said no thanks. Sometimes I like to call her Peggy. She does all the beepin and nonsense because my sensor tells her to. But the sensor is inserted into my fat and I ain't hateful enough to make y'all look at a picture of that.

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Why don't I just adjust the insulin so I don't stay low all the time, you might be wondering. Well, I say you are clearly simple minded and don't know very much about diabetes.  If only it were that simple. Hormone fluctuation plays a HUGE role in how my body reacts to insulin, so it's forever changing. And even if it weren't a hormone thing, I can't just be makin adjustments willy nilly. I have to wait and see if there is a pattern to it, over the course of days, or if it was just a fluke - too much insulin at supper, too much activity, not enough carbs with the insulin, etc.

And the best part is, since hormones play a role, when you are a girl, it's waaaaaay more complicated because of the lovely dreaded menstrual cycle. Such a dirty game she plays. Week one - low, so I adjust down. Weeks 2 and 3, increased estrogen levels = insulin resistance = need more insulin, so I increase every couple days as needed, and week 4 = sky high = need lots of extra insulin. Then, it starts all over. Thankfully, my handy lil pump has a feature where I can increase the basal (insulin that's delivered in the "background" 24 hrs/day) by a percentage. I totally depend on it.
 But I am learning that said increases are too much at night.

New plan: increase basals, but not as much, but also give extra bolus insulin (insulin with food) to help prevent night time/2 am/4am/5am lows. The thing about diabetes, for me, is that you never really get it "figured out". Your body is always changing. It's an ongoing experiment. But, I am SO THANKFUL for how far we've come in dia-bee-tus land. The technology is amazing. The Lord is so lookin out for me.

Sometimes I worry that hubs feels inconvenienced by the wife's diabeetus, and the gadgets, and the disruptions to his sleep, etc -  poor thing:

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Nevermind.

Now, aren't you glad you learned somethin?

This is why I'm hooked on DD coffee for caffeine consumption so I can function - the whipped cream part is just because I like it. 

;)

Bee