For the past 3 weeks if not at work, Volleyball games or driving kids around, I’ve been preparing our home for the big move! UGH. Moving is SO much work, especially when your hubby works 60hrs a week and has little time to help! Packing, cleaning, emptying closets, lifting boxes, pushing around furniture and more boxes, more cleaning, donating clothing, toys, JUNK, re-organizing....where does all the stuff come from!!?? Needless to say, the many days I spent preparing to move caused my insulin requirements to dramatically decreased to crazy low amounts! I had a temp basal decrease at 50% which equals a teeny tiny .15 per hour. My food ratio was at 40% at one point, but I would still go low. CRAZY! Too many lows lately means Im not really “feeling” my lows anymore, just feeling kinda off... kinda slow in the brain so to speak.
Lately I’ve found many, many low 50’s without too much of a symptom, that’s SCARY!! What if I waited to check until I REALLY felt low? What if I never developed a symptom and just passed out? With all this extra activity my Liver is surely depleted of any extra/needed sugar stores, then what? This reality is VERY scary when you really stop and think about it. Moving with Diabetes is a major challenge, it is SO hard to balance food, activity and insulin when you are zooming around 12 hours a day doing things you normally don’t do every day!
When I’m super busy like this I tend to not check my sugars much (except upon waking and sleeping) if I feel “fine” all day. Bad habit, I know! I’m just one of those people that HATES having to stop what Im doing and check my blood sugar! I’ve had to run myself in the 200-240 range to go to bed at night. I HATE having to run myself high to avoid lows! Running myself higher means I start to worry about my eyes, my kidneys, nerve damage...but the fear of not waking up to a low blood sugar after the crazy long hours of moving totally takes over the fear of future damage. So, high at night it is for now! It seems even dramatic basal decreases and a high protein/fat snack before bed don’t seem to touch my night time drops. So for now 200 is a good, safe number for sleep. –Sigh-
Then came the actual moving days...
Cleaning the old house, cleaning the new house. Lifting and moving all day on Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday. What is all this stuff that fills a home anyway!!?? I further decreased my Temp basal a bit, and my food ratio was forced to just 10% after some lows kicked my ass after every meal. So then what happens? Im STILL having lows, and because I don’t have enough insulin in my body to give me the energy I need, I end up feeling totally drained and worn down. S-L-O-W. NO ENERGY! It was such a viscious cycle! I was surely not as productive as I could have been if I didn’t have to work my own pancreas!! Dang it. It is SO frustrating!!
What is really even more frustrating and SCARY? Being SO tired every night from moving I fail to wake up to my alarm clock to check Maddison. So, I have had to run HER higher in fear of HER going low and ME not waking up for EITHER of us!! –GASP- Moving is dangerous! How dangerous? Well, Maddi has been busier too. In the wee hours of morning last week (4am) the cat woke me up meowing. I had missed my 3am alarm to check Maddi....she was 44!!! Moving is apparently dangerous for us both! YIKES!
So, we are all moved in. Pretty much settled besides wanting to do a million things like paint some walls, plant some flowers, and start my winter garden. But for now I need a break. I'm tired. I never really had a chance to "relax" after being in the hospital before back to school chaos and moving time came around! Frequent lows are draining, especially when your body is adjusting to life without hormonal balance. (This hormone patch and I aren't getting along) So, a few more days of "normalcy" and hopefully my numbers will settle too.
We LOVE the space in our new house. Maddison and her doggies are in LOVE with having a huge back yard again, which means now Maddison is having more lows now too because she is always outside. I just cant win I guess. Hannah is in LOVE with the sand volleyball courts directly next door in the park, and *I* am in love with all the moving, cleaning, packing and unpacking being DONE!!
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