I’m having one of those bad diabetes days. The days where have a jam-packed day filled only to have diabetes come and wipe you out. I hate those days because I spend so much effort trying to get back on track.
It started with a stubborn blood sugar in the teens from yesterday afternoon. I admit, there was a bit of over indulgence that contributed to it.
We had gone out to get a bottle of Worcestershire sauce from the shops, which led to a pit stop at our local ice cream place to get hot gelato (think hot thickshake) and waffles. When we finally made it to the supermarket, I was tempted by freshly made chicken nuggets from the deli (my weakness). Since I could never really come to terms with the amount of carbs chicken nuggets have, I tend to almost always under-bolus for them.
I have the same issue when it comes to mashed potatoes, which made up our Scandinavian dinner together with Swedish meatballs, IKEA bread and Rodkal (Danish Red Cabbage).
I guess I wasn’t surprised when my sugars sailed in around the mid teens close to bed time. I did end up popping in a correction bolus a while before bed.
Then it hit me like a tonne of bricks.
My heart was racing, I was sweaty and shakey. Effin’ diabetes.
I was so drowsy and tired as I stumbled to get my juice box. Somehow, I had managed to put my straw in upside down so struggled to finish the juice.
Next thing I knew my alarm was going off at it was 6am. And I felt like my head was being drilled into. I knew this was more than a hypo rebound and that my body was warning me to take it easy. But I still had an awesome rest day yesterday, even if I did over do it with the carbs and diabetes kicked me in the butt overnight.
So it looks like I will be working from home again today! At least I made an effort to get out of my PJs today. But that’s a story for another time.
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I hate that, while it’s true we can eat anything we’d like, that there are certainly choices we pay for no matter how carefully we try to manage. Sorry for your Carbangover.