Hi all,
Been doing lots less exercise for a few weeks post surgery, today I was feeling great, so off I went for my usual 5 mile plus. Armed with my normal juice in my pocket, just in case... However, my water bottle I forgot by the kitchen sink. So what happens...?
I trot along, it's a bit on-off sunny and I start getting sweaty a bit, sorta hot flushed. Time to test, I still do this every 30-45 minutes, and my blood sugar is fine (5.4). Then I get blurred vision a bit, and think to myself that I wish I had brought that water after all. However, I just tested my blood sugar, so can't be that - it was only 10 minutes ago.
I decide to test anyway after another 5 minutes and alas! Blood sugar is now 3.0! Oh, gotta haul that sugary drink outta my pocket then anyway and sit down for a bit - the idiot that is me is in the middle of the forest, nothing but ants and plants.
After 10 mins, it says 3.9. I'm getting a bit annoyed as I of course didn't bring my sugar tabs either. In effect, I have a problem. Muscles at full uptake and the trend will be downwards in a few minutes again, and well, I have at least 2 miles to walk afore I can do any more to fix it.
I can't do much but start walking - no mobile coverage either, of course.
I get dizzy and stupid and think about just sitting down, legs all jelly and it's super cold with the 19 degrees and sunshine.
I measure again 10 minutes later, it's up to 4.3. If I'm lucky, I'll just make it. Still super tired and cold. I walk, I feel slightly better, but I can't really coordinate properly yet, so it's effort.
I get back to town, think about just knocking on a door, but can't make myself decide anything, I sit down and it's back down - 2.8 now. Not far to the shop now and I get there, and I can't think - I know I need something sugary, something whatever, but my head won't function, there's options. Then I start just giggling for whatever reason. The lad asks me if I'm okay - I say no, with a grin on my face, I need sugar. He laughs too. I don't know how, but I manage to buy a coke and sit outside, nothing at all in my brain, can't even find out how to drink, I just look at the lid as if I expect it to undo itself. Eventually, I manage to have a few sips and that's when I don't remember anymore until someone is complaning about drunk people everywhere...
I sit up, so cold, so confused and I want to say something, but can't be bothered - just want to sleep. I want to go home, but I can't stand, so I just sit there, trying to sip the coke some more, but so much nausea, and I'm so tired. Maybe half an hour later, I feel well enough to call a cab to get me home. Used all my strips in my meter, so no idea what my blood sugar is at that point.
I don't know what to say apart from I'm a complete idiot, it seems. So many factors, most of them within my control, and I failed at most of them. I remembered that my basal was up a little bit because of the infection also, cannot have helped. I should have been more careful. I was probably lucky. I am definately tired. And feel like a giant icecube... A giant, very stupid icecube.
Been doing lots less exercise for a few weeks post surgery, today I was feeling great, so off I went for my usual 5 mile plus. Armed with my normal juice in my pocket, just in case... However, my water bottle I forgot by the kitchen sink. So what happens...?
I trot along, it's a bit on-off sunny and I start getting sweaty a bit, sorta hot flushed. Time to test, I still do this every 30-45 minutes, and my blood sugar is fine (5.4). Then I get blurred vision a bit, and think to myself that I wish I had brought that water after all. However, I just tested my blood sugar, so can't be that - it was only 10 minutes ago.
I decide to test anyway after another 5 minutes and alas! Blood sugar is now 3.0! Oh, gotta haul that sugary drink outta my pocket then anyway and sit down for a bit - the idiot that is me is in the middle of the forest, nothing but ants and plants.
After 10 mins, it says 3.9. I'm getting a bit annoyed as I of course didn't bring my sugar tabs either. In effect, I have a problem. Muscles at full uptake and the trend will be downwards in a few minutes again, and well, I have at least 2 miles to walk afore I can do any more to fix it.
I can't do much but start walking - no mobile coverage either, of course.
I get dizzy and stupid and think about just sitting down, legs all jelly and it's super cold with the 19 degrees and sunshine.
I measure again 10 minutes later, it's up to 4.3. If I'm lucky, I'll just make it. Still super tired and cold. I walk, I feel slightly better, but I can't really coordinate properly yet, so it's effort.
I get back to town, think about just knocking on a door, but can't make myself decide anything, I sit down and it's back down - 2.8 now. Not far to the shop now and I get there, and I can't think - I know I need something sugary, something whatever, but my head won't function, there's options. Then I start just giggling for whatever reason. The lad asks me if I'm okay - I say no, with a grin on my face, I need sugar. He laughs too. I don't know how, but I manage to buy a coke and sit outside, nothing at all in my brain, can't even find out how to drink, I just look at the lid as if I expect it to undo itself. Eventually, I manage to have a few sips and that's when I don't remember anymore until someone is complaning about drunk people everywhere...
I sit up, so cold, so confused and I want to say something, but can't be bothered - just want to sleep. I want to go home, but I can't stand, so I just sit there, trying to sip the coke some more, but so much nausea, and I'm so tired. Maybe half an hour later, I feel well enough to call a cab to get me home. Used all my strips in my meter, so no idea what my blood sugar is at that point.
I don't know what to say apart from I'm a complete idiot, it seems. So many factors, most of them within my control, and I failed at most of them. I remembered that my basal was up a little bit because of the infection also, cannot have helped. I should have been more careful. I was probably lucky. I am definately tired. And feel like a giant icecube... A giant, very stupid icecube.
