BlueGreen
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Christmas Eve - I upped my insulin from 10 to 12 units, because I wanted to have some desert (small portion of cheesecake and a few bites of carrot cake) and to test the strategy for Christmas Day (when I planned to eat both stuffing & dessert). Worth noting that (a) the actual dinner itself was low-carb, (b) this was the first actual sugary thing I'd touched since diagnosis 3 months ago and (c) I've not yet had a hypo incident.
A few hours later I went to midnight mass. Probably tempting fate for an atheist such as myself to go, but what can I say? I was feeling Christmasy and wanted to sing some carols.
It was getting close the communion part, when I started feeling nauseous. Thought I was about to throw up, but decided I could probably make it until folks got up for communion and I would slip outside. But all of a sudden my vision started getting blurry, sounds closed in, and I felt dreadful. Next thing I knew, I was rolling on my back in the aisle and about 100 concerned people were staring down at me. I managed to get back up. Sat for a couple of minutes, and then walked (staggered?) up the aisle and outside to get some air.
After a few minutes I felt a bit better and started walking home (about 15-20 minutes). Got in around 1am, washed my hands and immediately took my blood sugar levels. I was 6.9 -- High for 1am, to be sure, but given the dessert earlier probably not unexpected. It certainly wasn't hypo nor was I hyper. I went straight to sleep and tested myself again around 8am. I was 4.8 - Not bad, and something of a vindication for the up my insulin for Christmas dinner strategy. Or it would have been, had it not been for the whole FAINTING IN PUBLIC business!
So... any theories? Was it that my body was just so unused to simple sugars that it threw a hissy fit? Did god smite me for my hypocisy? Or was it... something else?
A few hours later I went to midnight mass. Probably tempting fate for an atheist such as myself to go, but what can I say? I was feeling Christmasy and wanted to sing some carols.
It was getting close the communion part, when I started feeling nauseous. Thought I was about to throw up, but decided I could probably make it until folks got up for communion and I would slip outside. But all of a sudden my vision started getting blurry, sounds closed in, and I felt dreadful. Next thing I knew, I was rolling on my back in the aisle and about 100 concerned people were staring down at me. I managed to get back up. Sat for a couple of minutes, and then walked (staggered?) up the aisle and outside to get some air.
After a few minutes I felt a bit better and started walking home (about 15-20 minutes). Got in around 1am, washed my hands and immediately took my blood sugar levels. I was 6.9 -- High for 1am, to be sure, but given the dessert earlier probably not unexpected. It certainly wasn't hypo nor was I hyper. I went straight to sleep and tested myself again around 8am. I was 4.8 - Not bad, and something of a vindication for the up my insulin for Christmas dinner strategy. Or it would have been, had it not been for the whole FAINTING IN PUBLIC business!
So... any theories? Was it that my body was just so unused to simple sugars that it threw a hissy fit? Did god smite me for my hypocisy? Or was it... something else?