Happy Diagnosiversary!

Today is officially one month since I was diagnosed with diabetes. I know, it seems like just a few weeks ago with all my posts cluttering up Twitter and Facebook.

It’s still hard for me to believe that this time last month I was laying in a hospital bed with IVs sticking out of my arm and getting blood drawn every four hours. Even harder to believe that I was in such bad shape that had I not gone to the ER when I did, I would likely have been in a coma the following day.

So much has changed in the last month. My diet is completely different and I haven’t had any real sweets since a few days before I was admitted. In the past few weeks my fingers have become little pin cushions and I’m on not only nightly insulin injections, but twice daily Metformin pills and once-a-day Lipitor. I basically went from someone who had no worries and medications to worry about to three different things I have to stick in my body at least once a day. At least most my medications are oral. And I’m getting used to sticking myself in the stomach with a needle every night.

As weird as it may sound, I’m glad for what happened to me. It’s forced me to take a greater look at my health and do what’s right by me, both for myself and my family. I knew that eventually I would have to get serious with my health as I got older, but my body decided to kick me in the rear a bit earlier than I wanted. And in the end it only cost me as much as five car payments.

I’ve become more engaged in online diabetes communities and I’m trying as best I can to share my story with others. I’m not sure how useful it’s been, but hopefully it’s of value to at least someone. Even if it’s not, it’s something I can use to look back on my journey and see how far I’ve progressed.

So… Happy Diagnosiversary to me!!

Daily Summary

Today was a roller coaster of numbers. In a couple cases I’ve been very low (relatively) while in other cases I’ve been the highest since I started taking my numbers. The odd thing is that I didn’t have that heavy of a lunch today, yet my post-lunch number was pretty high. Apparently I still have a lot to learn here…

My oldest boy had a movie night at his school tonight and I thought I had it planned perfectly. We were going to all eat dinner, get his brother to bed, and then get him to the movie. Until I was reminded that he had to be there by 5:30. Oops, I was only off by an hour. It wouldn’t have been too bad if not for having to stand in the crowd of kids when I hadn’t had a chance to eat dinner yet. By the time I got home, I was hovering only a bit over 70.

I had a nice salad for dinner with some very delicious chicken I cooked on a skillet. Despite how good it was (and I thought low carb), my post-dinner number jumped to 144. Yikes!!

At least the salad was good.

Today’s Numbers