Today, was perfectly uneventful.
The lowest I went today, was 89, and the highest was 202. I played basketball, I drank TWO frozen drinks from Dunkin donuts. I had a good day! No crippling lows, and no devastating highs.
Yesterday, my blood sugar got the highest it’s been in a very long time. I think I saw a 380 reading at one point. The culprit was pizza, and probably the most frustrating part? I tried my best to avoid going high. I’m not a fool, or someone who’s careless, I bloused and I was happy to do so. I mean, anything for pizza! Alas…the ratios, the units, the calculation, something didn’t add up and the ol’ pizza pie had me laying in bed face down feeling like a sloth who has a fever.
Some days, I don’t think about the emotional toll this disease has taken on me, and then sometimes it’s all I can think about. Some days are completely uneventful and normal, and some days I feel like I’m out of control or basically and unstable human being. Sometimes I even feel unstoppable.
A lot of the times I write on this blog I’m doing so because I need to vent. Not in a “bitch moan, bitch moan” way, but a way where everything is just out on the table. Instead of holding my breathe, or being trapped inside the cage of my own mind, I just exhale and cut the lock. I like to write about the good and bad, I hate sugar coated articles that try and save the image of what really isn’t real.
Of course my girlfriend is always there for me. In fact, she asked me repeatedly last night what she could do, but sometimes there is nothing you can do. You just take the insulin and wait.
Today though, everything was fine.
Which makes me wonder…what will tomorrow be like?