Worried and frustrated.
I had a pretty scary low last night. My sugar fell to 27 before I knew/had any symptoms of a low.
I’m not entirely sure why I dropped but there are a couple of possibilities…all pretty much my fault. I didn’t test when I bolused for a snack a couple hours before the low so I might’ve been below target or even a tiny bit low when I ate and didn’t compensate by reducing the amount of insulin. I suppose I could’ve miscalculated or misentered the number of carbs I was eating but I’m fairly certain I was okay on that front. And then shortly before the two hours post prandial my husband and I…ventured to the bedroom.
It was during our rendezvous that I did finally start to have symptoms. They were very mild (mostly just a nervous/uneasy feeling) and very sudden. I told him I was sorry but I thought I needed to test my sugar. He of course told me not to apologize for that and ran off to get my meter for me and then when we saw it was 27 he ran back off to get my smarties and a glass of milk.
Afterward I was too tired to stay awake but I was kind of afraid to go to sleep since I didn’t really have symptoms of that low. I’m fairly certain that the symptoms I did have wouldn’t have woken me up if I had already been asleep. So now I’m worried that I might be becoming hypo unaware. And really…how do I manage that if I am? I have a three year old at home. He’s not old enough (and doesn’t have the attention span) for me to teach him how to call 911 or to test my sugar or treat a low or anything. And if something does happen to me I fear for his safety while he’d be left unattended…if something happened while my husband wasn’t home.
And then I’m frustrated that it’s difficult to even have a normal sex life because of this stupid disease. It sucks for me and I feel bad for my husband. He didn’t sign on for a sick wife who would sometimes have stuff like this happen. I know he doesn’t care, that he loves me and wishes I were healthy for my own sake but that he doesn’t hold any sort of ill feelings toward me or our relationship because of it. But I just can’t help feeling like he got swindled into being saddled down with all this extra worry and frustration without being given a heads up about it when he had the decision to make.
Ugh. I guess I’m just feeling rather pitiful today. I’ll get over it. I always do.
March 27, 2009 at 10:24 am
I so totally understand how you feel! My husband didn’t sign up for this either! I feel so bad for him! When we have our little times in the bedroom, it drops my sugar like a rock also. Having a little snack before or after with no bolus is the key for me. After all, bedroom antics are exercise. I’m even lower the next morning!
I think I remember that you have a pump. Sounds like your basals might be a little too high sometimes. I’ve been pumping 5 months and still don’t have it down pat…..as far as changing basals for different situations. I worked in the garden 3 hours yesterday and then….ehem….’visited’with my husband in the night…..so , guess what I have this morning…..a LOW!
Oh, well, better than a high…..which I’ll get if I don’t stifle the urge to overcorrect this low. I’m so hungry!!
Mousie, from your IP site….
March 27, 2009 at 10:41 am
I’ve only been pumping a little under three months so I’m sure I still have tweaking to do with my numbers but I really don’t think this was an issue with my basals. My BGs before meals and fastings are pretty much always good…if anything maybe slightly high. And I haven’t had very many lows since starting the pump…and VERY few since making the most recent changes to my rates.
This probably was a goof on my part…not testing, possible miscalculation, not suspending the pump during our interlude, the exercise itself…
There’s also one other possibility I’m thinking of but I’m not sure and not going to mention it here. I should be able to figure that out relatively soon, at least.
March 28, 2009 at 11:31 am
This blog’s great!! Thanks
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March 30, 2009 at 7:49 pm
I have those lovely undetected lows also. I do a lot of work around the yard and sometimes chop wood or rake leaves. I did this one fall afternoon of last and realized I had to pick up my grandaughter from school so I stopped working and tested, I was at 130 so I figured I would be ok. I remember getting into my truck and driving out of the driveway, then when I woke up I was 8 miles away and had drove through a traffic light and through a hedge to end up inched from another car parked at some gas pumps downtown. I checked by bg again and I was at 29. Now Even if I am at 100 or better if I am going to drive I eat some carbs before I go and if I am high when the trip is over I will bolus but not until I am sure I am finished driving for the day.
No one was hurt in this instance but my truck took a beating, it could have been worse and I thank my higher power that it wasn’t.