Thursday, January 30, 2014

Sweet water

We've all had those moments of blood sugar highs that are completely unexplainable.  We do everything we know we should.  We actually count the carbs in the meal instead of just SWAGing them.  Yet, we still run high.

This has been happening to me at night.  Admittedly, there have been a few nights where it was totally explainable.  Fresh baked soft molasses cookies (Grandma's recipe) sitting on the counter have a way of breaking down my will power to say 'no'.  However, normally I behave myself.

Let's take last night for example.  I had been cruising between 98-135 for three hours after dinner.  THREE HOURS!! We had even had tacos, which can be tricky sometimes.  I was just gathering everything up to head for a shower when I saw the cookies on the counter.  I checked O.D. (my CGM) and was 102 with a straight sideways arrow.  Who could ask for better?  I stayed strong and walked away from the cookies.  I wanted a night of uninterrupted sleep.  No high beeps thank-you-very-much.

I disconnected Freeda (my pump) for my shower and scrubbed the day away.  It was MAYBE 10-15 minutes.  I don't usually do really long showers.  Living in the desert my whole life and always watching my water usage has done that.  I even put my ice cubes from my drinks in my plants.  It's the little things after all.

Anyways.  When I reconnected Freeda and looked at O.D. I became convinced that someone has added sugar to my water supply and that I absorb it in the shower.

I was rather pleased with my 12 hour no hitter.
I corrected and went to sleep.  I woke up at 2am to beeps, I tested and corrected, and went to sleep.  My alarm went off at 5:45 so I tested and was content with the reading but frustrated with the whole night.  Not only did my shower seem to sweeten me up, but my bolus insulin seems to be water overnight.  My basals do a decent job of keeping me steady, but no matter how I correct, even over-riding how much my pump says I should correct with, my level's don't budge.

Frustration is an understatement.

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