Pooped. Tired. Fizzed out. These are not things that should be describing me at 9 am, but they do. I have had a lot going on the past week, and it’s starting to tell on me (or, in me, I should say). I have not been able to get into the gym since last Tuesday because my schedule has been turned upside down. It will go back to normal, but I’ve got to get through the rest of this week first.
First off, my boss had surgery to replace a good portion of his skull cap that was removed July of last year due to a bone infection. I am glad he went through with it and had it done because we were all concerned for his safety. I mean, think about it… he was walking around for months without anything but skin and tissue to protect his brain! But, he came through the surgery great and is recuperating at home. Which (and I have NO problem whatsoever in doing this) leaves me to run the office. My stress levels are through the roof right now. See, I am not a confident person in reality. I worry over every move I make. So while I am here, I am on edge worrying if I’ve done everything right and trying not to freak out when I’ve forgotten something. Yes, I need a chill pill, I know.
My sugars have been up all weekend as well. They haven’t budged out of the 200-270 range, except when they decide to plummet right before bedtime or at 4am down into the 40’s. And with all the church dinners (one for Valentines day and one Sunday night for, well, I’m not sure what it was for other than to kick off our Revival half-week), eating what I can when I can in between, I haven’t been the best role model for a diabetic. Even with correction boluses and a site change, they still aren’t coming down. I finally set a temp basal at +30% and it seems to be helping somewhat.
Whatever this is that is causing my bgs to go haywire coupled with the stuff going on with my job and Revival every night through Wednesday night at my church has really got me drained. Reading over it, it sounds like it’s not that much and I should be able to handle it, and I should, to be honest, but for some reason, I can’t. I have no energy to do it. (I even took a nap yesterday instead of eating my lunch I had brought). If I am lucky to go to bed at 10 without a low to keep me up until 1am, I am still pretty much having to roll myself out of bed, even though I have overslept 30 minutes and am SOO late already.
I WANT to sleep for a few hours. I NEED to get back into the gym. I really want my life to go back to normal. Maybe next week…
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