Circuspony
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- Type of diabetes
- Type 1
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- Insulin
Hi @-beckyb93- I am so sorry to hear about the depressive cycle you are locked into. I think @Circuspony has hit the nail on the head with Covid and its effects. Only 2 people in our family bubble didn't get it or anything like it over Christmas, my granddaughter and I. My son-in law was zombified with a fluey condition and a constant unproductive cough. My wife remained in a similar state for at least 5 weeks, but has had little energy ever since. My daughter had 4 severe asthma attacks on Christmas day as a result of coughing. When Covid was eventually admitted in February, we all wondered whether this was what had attacked the family. Fast forward to last Monday when my wife had her annual pacemaker check-up. They observed that her blood pressure had gone up significantly from the end of November for 8 weeks. All this would make sense with Covid. As Circuspony said, the virus would directly affect your BS and no matter how well controlled you are, this wreaks havoc with your balance. In my days as a Type1 working in a school, I once went from 4.6 at 06.00 to 32.3 at 14.45, thanks to a sickness bug travelling through the school. Add this to the mix, and it is not surprising you feel so depressed. I hope you manage to focus on the light at the end of what is already a very long tunnel.hi all,
I've not been on here for abit 3yrs, not entirely sure why but im struggling. Mentally. Physically. Diabetes wise. Depression wise. Work wise. My friend suggested a forum or blog so I thought id try.
Background. I'm 27 and a nurse. Diagosed type 1 Christmas 2000. I've had issues with hypos, hypers, diabulimia, dka three times. In 2008 I suffered massively with diabulimia, and resulted in becoming comatose in ITU in alder hay, where I had to he resuscitated 4 times. I've been bullied, been left out, been called, been alone.
Had bouts of low mood, anxiety and depression since I was 14. Diagnosed aged 16. Been self-harming since I was 15 (non for the last couple yrs) (go me).
Things are going well or should I say were going well.
My HbA1c was 7.1mmol/L back in January. My weight was 73.4kg. Both my lowest.
However since the whole covid situation, its all gone to pot.
My weights rose to 77.9kgs, my HbA1c is back up to 8.2. I feel terrible. I have hyper after hyper followed by rebound lows. Or lows followed by rebound highs. Some days I din6t want to test because I dread to see the result. I feel like I'm in a vicious circle that never ever ends.
I go to the gym 2-4times a week depending on my work schedule. I do 3-4 long days (12.5 hours (not including the commute by bus) I've worked the entire covid. I've even had the dreaded covid.
Alots happened recently. One of my freckles doubled in size and changed colour. I've been for a biopsy and I'm awaiting the results to find out if its benign or malignant.
My shoulders been playing up for years. And I've recently been for an MRI. Awaiting appt for those results too.
My diabetes is out of control. Up down up down. I feel no matter what I do it just does its own thing.
I eat reasonably. I've tried low cal and low carb and I just hypo hypo hypo. I do eat chocolate everyday. But only if my blood sugars are below 8. Anything above 8 and its no chocolate for me.
With my anxiety and depression I just feel I'm struggling so much right now.
I spend ages crying and worrying. I'm a nurse I should be able to handle this.
But with my weight increasing and me looking in the mirror I just see fat fat fat.
I've contemplated omitting my insulin to drop some weight but at the same time I know I'll jusy end up in dka again which obvs scares me.
I'm on complex therapy.
Novorapid x3/day
Levemir of a morning
Dapaglifloxin 10mg
Metformin MR 2g
Duloxetine (for my anxiety and depression)
My consultants also put me in victoza/liraglutide to try and help with my blood glucose and weight issues. Because I've tried dieting, I go to the gym regularly, I work long days always on my feet but since covid I've just put on weight, BMs have gone up, my moods horrid.
I shouldn't feel like this. I dint want to feel like this. I mean I've also had really good aspects to this god-awful yr. I've been to Jamaica (precovid)
Me and my partner bought a house and we moved in almost 2 months ago. I've got a job. A house. Food on the table.
But at the same time I spend countless hours thinking about omitting my insulin, cutting my fatty stomach off, self harming. And I shouldn't.
I know this doesn't replace processional or medical help but I don't know if talking to others who may understand or relate may help.
I've opened up to my partner about these things and he's great, until it comes to my depression becoming bad. He just freezes up, not sure what to say. I know he tries and he's trying.
Sorry for the huge post.
Thanks to anyone who reads and/or comments.
Becky
You shouldn't be trying to stop the spikes on insulin. Unlike a normal person's insulin, injected insulin has a fixed curve which doesn't match the carbohydrates you eat. As long as your blood sugars return to what they were before eating, 5 hours later, your dosage is correct. The only way to not spike is to eat low carbohydrate, which is what I choose to do.You mention you had covid - it is being recognised that people are taking a long, long time to recover. Perhaps your blood sugars are all over the place because you still aren't well.
Since my honeymoon period finished I've had widely fluctuating BG levels. Even carb counting and injecting 15 mins in advance can't stop spikes - if I inject enough to keep flat I'll be having hypo and hypo in 5 hours.
I tend to rely on testing and correction doses throughout the day to keep me vaguely stable.
Hi. How are things today? Is there anything you can find that brings you joy (you have recognised that the cake is a distraction followed by feeling either ill, guilty or both!). Not saying you shouldn't have a cake but I can recall that as I recovered that I had lost a comfort I had previously used (food) without necessarily having anything to replace it with unless a coffee addiction counts. Maybe you should give yourself a pat on the back for having these insights and not generally falling back into old patterns.Yours could be because you've not had breakfast and insulin your liver has released some glucose for energy for the body.
I do feel like I want to scream. I just feel like crying and giving up. I'm trying to stay strong and carry on. But all I want to do it curl up and cry and cry. I feel like just having some big fat cake to help me feel better (short term only) then I'll regret it and want to cry more. I dont want to inject but I know I need to.
I feel like self harming. Just to get some release. But again I know that'll be temporary
You shouldn't be trying to stop the spikes on insulin. Unlike a normal person's insulin, injected insulin has a fixed curve which doesn't match the carbohydrates you eat. As long as your blood sugars return to what they were before eating, 5 hours later, your dosage is correct. The only way to not spike is to eat low carbohydrate, which is what I choose to do.
Hi. How are things today? Is there anything you can find that brings you joy (you have recognised that the cake is a distraction followed by feeling either ill, guilty or both!). Not saying you shouldn't have a cake but I can recall that as I recovered that I had lost a comfort I had previously used (food) without necessarily having anything to replace it with unless a coffee addiction counts. Maybe you should give yourself a pat on the back for having these insights and not generally falling back into old patterns.
If it is of any comfort, I am struggling with the whole covid thing too but I think my poor kids and husband get the brunt of the frustration and I do enjoy my job and watching my dog chase squirrels all of which is probably helping me keep going with ft job, domestic routine and diabetes though the latter effort is always in the category 'could do better'!
I wondered what keeps you going other than perhaps pride in not giving up?
You are correct for a type 2, in trying to get no more than a 2 mmol/l rise in BS. Unfortunately, that isn't the reality of using fixed curve insulin which is injected. DAFNE states you have to accept that if you are dosing for normal eating as a type 1 you will spike, and you ignore the spikes. DAFNE also states only extended elevation of blood sugars that put you in danger of DKA, eating normally and spiking for the four hours after a meal isn't a concern. They current thinking is to encourage type 1's to eat normally. It's just me that chooses not to.This is incorrect. It shouldn't raise anymore than 2mmol/ls 2hours after eating.
I've been diabetic a very long time. Low carb doesn't work for everyone. I cant do low carb.
@grant-Vicat yeah I'm aware illnesses can cause Bm fluctuations for extended periods. It isnt that. I've have stable sugars since and today they are better.
Yes, you need to stop and reduce the spikes. Otherwise you run the risk of hyperglycaemia and also ketone and DKA.
You are correct for a type 2, in trying to get no more than a 2 mmol/l rise in BS. Unfortunately, that isn't the reality of using fixed curve insulin which is injected. DAFNE states you have to accept that if you are dosing for normal eating as a type 1 you will spike, and you ignore the spikes. DAFNE also states only extended elevation of blood sugars that put you in danger of DKA, eating normally and spiking for the four hours after a meal isn't a concern. They current thinking is to encourage type 1's to eat normally. It's just me that chooses not to.
This is incorrect. It shouldn't raise anymore than 2mmol/ls 2hours after eating.
I've been diabetic a very long time. Low carb doesn't work for everyone. I cant do low carb.
@grant-Vicat yeah I'm aware illnesses can cause Bm fluctuations for extended periods. It isnt that. I've have stable sugars since and today they are better.
Yes you need to stop and reduce the spikes. Otherwise you run the risk of hyperglycaemia and also ketone and DKA.
Yes, T1 sometimes seems to do that. I, too, find the wretched thing just doesn’t always comply with the ‘rules’ humans have said it abides by. Sometimes it’s easily sorted with a change of cartridge, sometimes not. There was someone on here once who came to the conclusion it always happened when he was wearing the wrong socks.Like I said I'm not talking about highs from food. But random highs unexpectedly.
For example the same bowk of cereal every day and the same insulin same circumstances same amount of business and 3 out of 4 days bm is 8s. Then on the other day bm is 14...
Its random. Or not eating for a few hours.
Wake up in the night with a random high of 18+
Like I said I'm not talking about highs from food. But random highs unexpectedly.
For example the same bowk of cereal every day and the same insulin same circumstances same amount of business and 3 out of 4 days bm is 8s. Then on the other day bm is 14...
Its random. Or not eating for a few hours.
Wake up in the night with a random high of 18+
I have the freestyle libre
Haven't had an issue trying to get it
No worries thank you.
Unfortunately do to my profession I cant wear any watches ring etc. I'll have a look into it though x
hi all,
I've not been on here for abit 3yrs, not entirely sure why but im struggling. Mentally. Physically. Diabetes wise. Depression wise. Work wise. My friend suggested a forum or blog so I thought id try.
Background. I'm 27 and a nurse. Diagosed type 1 Christmas 2000. I've had issues with hypos, hypers, diabulimia, dka three times. In 2008 I suffered massively with diabulimia, and resulted in becoming comatose in ITU in alder hay, where I had to he resuscitated 4 times. I've been bullied, been left out, been called, been alone.
Had bouts of low mood, anxiety and depression since I was 14. Diagnosed aged 16. Been self-harming since I was 15 (non for the last couple yrs) (go me).
Things are going well or should I say were going well.
My HbA1c was 7.1mmol/L back in January. My weight was 73.4kg. Both my lowest.
However since the whole covid situation, its all gone to pot.
My weights rose to 77.9kgs, my HbA1c is back up to 8.2. I feel terrible. I have hyper after hyper followed by rebound lows. Or lows followed by rebound highs. Some days I din6t want to test because I dread to see the result. I feel like I'm in a vicious circle that never ever ends.
I go to the gym 2-4times a week depending on my work schedule. I do 3-4 long days (12.5 hours (not including the commute by bus) I've worked the entire covid. I've even had the dreaded covid.
Alots happened recently. One of my freckles doubled in size and changed colour. I've been for a biopsy and I'm awaiting the results to find out if its benign or malignant.
My shoulders been playing up for years. And I've recently been for an MRI. Awaiting appt for those results too.
My diabetes is out of control. Up down up down. I feel no matter what I do it just does its own thing.
I eat reasonably. I've tried low cal and low carb and I just hypo hypo hypo. I do eat chocolate everyday. But only if my blood sugars are below 8. Anything above 8 and its no chocolate for me.
With my anxiety and depression I just feel I'm struggling so much right now.
I spend ages crying and worrying. I'm a nurse I should be able to handle this.
But with my weight increasing and me looking in the mirror I just see fat fat fat.
I've contemplated omitting my insulin to drop some weight but at the same time I know I'll jusy end up in dka again which obvs scares me.
I'm on complex therapy.
Novorapid x3/day
Levemir of a morning
Dapaglifloxin 10mg
Metformin MR 2g
Duloxetine (for my anxiety and depression)
My consultants also put me in victoza/liraglutide to try and help with my blood glucose and weight issues. Because I've tried dieting, I go to the gym regularly, I work long days always on my feet but since covid I've just put on weight, BMs have gone up, my moods horrid.
I shouldn't feel like this. I dint want to feel like this. I mean I've also had really good aspects to this god-awful yr. I've been to Jamaica (precovid)
Me and my partner bought a house and we moved in almost 2 months ago. I've got a job. A house. Food on the table.
But at the same time I spend countless hours thinking about omitting my insulin, cutting my fatty stomach off, self harming. And I shouldn't.
I know this doesn't replace processional or medical help but I don't know if talking to others who may understand or relate may help.
I've opened up to my partner about these things and he's great, until it comes to my depression becoming bad. He just freezes up, not sure what to say. I know he tries and he's trying.
Sorry for the huge post.
Thanks to anyone who reads and/or comments.
Becky
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