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Diabetics R Us

Lovely pic @karen8967
Been a horrible day with this BP monitor on, it wouldn't work at first and I had to go back to the doctors to get it reset. Luckily the doctors is only 2 mins walk from work.
 
Just one of those days I guess. Should anyone have spied on me for the last 4 hours, they would have seen someone enjoying a beer in their garden in front of a fan while cuddling dogs and cats, switching to water halfway the bottle of beer, eating a piece of licqorice and switching back to the beer. Catching a 4 week old guinea-pig, bring it to the neighbours' guinea-pa pen, spend 45 minutes to catch it again because the neighbours' pen proved unsafe for this small a guinea-pig. Then walking back with the guinea-pig while sweating profusely and hastily return it to the pen of guinea-ma's to enjoy the evening with some more licqorice while reading an entertaining book about a red-haired Scot and his time-traveling wife. Then they would have seen me fiddling with a pen against my stomach and eating a wonderful soup with a slice of funny bread with garlic butter, followed by some more licqorice.
In reality, this all happened, plus I used six or seven test strips in this time frame because Libre is too slow around a hypo, I had to go back eight pages in my book because of reading without regisrating, was busy trying to match the speed of beer to speed of insulin, noticing I miscalculated the carbs in my dinner and correcting before a second hypo would occur and cursing myself for not taking phone, meter or hypo treatment with me when 'just quickly' dropping off a guinea-pig.
I have pretty understanding friends, but this stuff is just so hard to explain. I still feel lucky that my diabetes behaves a little better than this, though, most of the time.

Now I think about it, could very well be my period coming up. I tend to go low before, and I usually don't feel sorry about myself, except once a month. Stupid.
 
Antje77 said:
Just one of those days I guess. Should anyone have spied on me for the last 4 hours, they would have seen someone enjoying a beer in their garden in front of a fan while cuddling dogs and cats, switching to water halfway the bottle of beer, eating a piece of licqorice and switching back to the beer. Catching a 4 week old guinea-pig, bring it to the neighbours' guinea-pa pen, spend 45 minutes to catch it again because the neighbours' pen proved unsafe for this small a guinea-pig. Then walking back with the guinea-pig while sweating profusely and hastily return it to the pen of guinea-ma's to enjoy the evening with some more licqorice while reading an entertaining book about a red-haired Scot and his time-traveling wife. Then they would have seen me fiddling with a pen against my stomach and eating a wonderful soup with a slice of funny bread with garlic butter, followed by some more licqorice.
In reality, this all happened, plus I used six or seven test strips in this time frame because Libre is too slow around a hypo, I had to go back eight pages in my book because of reading without regisrating, was busy trying to match the speed of beer to speed of insulin, noticing I miscalculated the carbs in my dinner and correcting before a second hypo would occur and cursing myself for not taking phone, meter or hypo treatment with me when 'just quickly' dropping off a guinea-pig.
I have pretty understanding friends, but this stuff is just so hard to explain. I still feel lucky that my diabetes behaves a little better than this, though, most of the time.

Now I think about it, could very well be my period coming up. I tend to go low before, and I usually don't feel sorry about myself, except once a month. Stupid.
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Hope you feel better this morning. I will never complain about a headache again. Hugs to you.
 
Wishing you a wonderful birthday, @Cumberland !
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Thankful for small blessings and smart friends :)

I was rather slowly going into hypo territory this afternoon when walking in the city of Harlingen (lots ado because of the Tall Ships Race) this afternoon and fiddling for my bag of pretty old liquorice, when my friend asked me where I keep my brains, as there was an ice cream salon 30 meters from where we were standing! Who would want to eat old liquorice when they can have Italian ice cream for the first time in like 1.5 years :)
And how lucky to have a relatively friendly hypo leaving me time to order, right when passing an ice cream salon! Ordered a very small half scoop of dark chocolate and the same of blood orange and told them I'd be happy to pay for two scoops as long as they gave me only a little ice cream. It was wonderful!
A little too much for the hypo, which was fine, as we planned to have a plunge in the harbour twenty minutes after, and swimming always needs some extra carbs for me.
 
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