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I wasn't going to post this. I feel I've been so unspeakably stupid and I'm embarrassed about it, but it's a bit of a salutary reminder for all of us.
As Type 1's, we're all aware that alcohol lowers BG. On occasion, some of us probably forget. In my defence, last Sunday was a really really stressful day. The final straw was sitting for over an hour on the M25 in a traffic queue that seemed as if it would never end. It was one of those occasions when the only thing that will do is a nice glass of chilled white wine. I normally drink maybe one or two glasses a week, since giving it up completely a couple of years ago when I was on WeightWatchers.
So of course I had one glass and then as I had had one, I thought I may as well have another. Then, obviously, because it doesn't keep, it made sense to just finish off the bottle. Very nice too.
So the next morning I do my test. A little higher than usual, but not too bad. I injected less Humalog than my Expert told me and also injected the Lantus. What did I do then? Went back to bed of course. Got up half an hour later, went downstairs for breakfast and was suddenly zonked into the worst hypo I've ever had. I passed out and on my way down to the floor, smacked my cheek on the edge of the work surface.
So the left side of my face is swollen and bruised and I have the most amazing black eye. It's going to take ages to go, but already it does look better. But all the colours of the rainbow are yet to appear.
All in all, a combination of doing three silly things. It could have been worse. I could have fallen downstairs and broken something. But at the moment I just feel sooooooo silly and am soooooo cross with myself. Learnt the lesson tho.
It was a very nice bottle of NZ Sauvignan Blanc. Just the ticket!
As Type 1's, we're all aware that alcohol lowers BG. On occasion, some of us probably forget. In my defence, last Sunday was a really really stressful day. The final straw was sitting for over an hour on the M25 in a traffic queue that seemed as if it would never end. It was one of those occasions when the only thing that will do is a nice glass of chilled white wine. I normally drink maybe one or two glasses a week, since giving it up completely a couple of years ago when I was on WeightWatchers.
So of course I had one glass and then as I had had one, I thought I may as well have another. Then, obviously, because it doesn't keep, it made sense to just finish off the bottle. Very nice too.
So the next morning I do my test. A little higher than usual, but not too bad. I injected less Humalog than my Expert told me and also injected the Lantus. What did I do then? Went back to bed of course. Got up half an hour later, went downstairs for breakfast and was suddenly zonked into the worst hypo I've ever had. I passed out and on my way down to the floor, smacked my cheek on the edge of the work surface.
So the left side of my face is swollen and bruised and I have the most amazing black eye. It's going to take ages to go, but already it does look better. But all the colours of the rainbow are yet to appear.
All in all, a combination of doing three silly things. It could have been worse. I could have fallen downstairs and broken something. But at the moment I just feel sooooooo silly and am soooooo cross with myself. Learnt the lesson tho.
It was a very nice bottle of NZ Sauvignan Blanc. Just the ticket!