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- Type of diabetes
- Type 1
- Treatment type
- Insulin
Despite a week or two of unstable and spikey blood levels I risked a weekend away.
Saturday I travelled to London for a gig in the eve. I stuffed my girlfriends bag full of snacks just in case, even a glucogel! There was a street food section and I tucked in! Baby back ribs, chilli fries, even half a burger! Nothing was stopping me this evening, had this gig planed since last year!
Guesstimated my units and carbs and I bloody nailed it! No spike whatsoever, it was a steady climb to the 6s and back down.
Even though I was very energetic throughout the gig I only needed two lucozade tablets to bump me up. One of them was a precaution just in case my cgm wasn't reading right.
The next day I spent in the british museum, lots of walking and loads of food again. The whole weekend I didn't get higher than 6.6 and lower than 3.7. I even did a ketone check to make sure there wasn't anything sinister running in the background.
I suppose my moral of my story and what I took from this weekend is that I feel much more free and that diabetes can't change the way we live our lives.
The odd blowout on food isn't off the cards either (I am a bit of a foodie so this is great news!).
Saturday I travelled to London for a gig in the eve. I stuffed my girlfriends bag full of snacks just in case, even a glucogel! There was a street food section and I tucked in! Baby back ribs, chilli fries, even half a burger! Nothing was stopping me this evening, had this gig planed since last year!
Guesstimated my units and carbs and I bloody nailed it! No spike whatsoever, it was a steady climb to the 6s and back down.
Even though I was very energetic throughout the gig I only needed two lucozade tablets to bump me up. One of them was a precaution just in case my cgm wasn't reading right.
The next day I spent in the british museum, lots of walking and loads of food again. The whole weekend I didn't get higher than 6.6 and lower than 3.7. I even did a ketone check to make sure there wasn't anything sinister running in the background.
I suppose my moral of my story and what I took from this weekend is that I feel much more free and that diabetes can't change the way we live our lives.
The odd blowout on food isn't off the cards either (I am a bit of a foodie so this is great news!).
