03-01-2023, 08:08 AM
Good times.
To recap, a good blood sugar result is between 90-120. I feel really bad and it is way too low when it is in the sixties.
Last night, after dinner when my blood sugar just be full of sugar, I hit 55. That number should be impossible after a meal. For instance on Sunday, I forgot to test before my meal. Since I had only just eaten, I might get an accurate reading. So, after about ten minutes of eating breakfast, I took the reading. It came back at 270. If my belly wasn't full of food, I would have been freaked out at a number that high.
Imagine my surprise after an even bigger meal and even more time to digest, my number was in the mid fifties. The only cure was to scarf down some sugar. Fortunately there were Girl Scout Thin Mints in the house to eat. Oddly, after consuming most of a sleeve, my sugar only recovered to about 67. Better still not great. I then had a nutrigrain bar which got me back up to regular numbers. I was still soaked in sweat by the time the night was over and I still felt woozy.
The Queen was a bit disturbed by the adventure and asked what was she to do if I passed out. I said call 911. Although, I just learned that our address isn't in the 911 directory. It would be bad if I passed out.
And I also felt bad about eating. I'm currently in diet mode, trying to lose wait to help with my diabetes the natural way. So, to not eat helps my diabetes. But last night the only way to stave off the effects of my diabetes was to eat. It's a vicious cycle.
To recap, a good blood sugar result is between 90-120. I feel really bad and it is way too low when it is in the sixties.
Last night, after dinner when my blood sugar just be full of sugar, I hit 55. That number should be impossible after a meal. For instance on Sunday, I forgot to test before my meal. Since I had only just eaten, I might get an accurate reading. So, after about ten minutes of eating breakfast, I took the reading. It came back at 270. If my belly wasn't full of food, I would have been freaked out at a number that high.
Imagine my surprise after an even bigger meal and even more time to digest, my number was in the mid fifties. The only cure was to scarf down some sugar. Fortunately there were Girl Scout Thin Mints in the house to eat. Oddly, after consuming most of a sleeve, my sugar only recovered to about 67. Better still not great. I then had a nutrigrain bar which got me back up to regular numbers. I was still soaked in sweat by the time the night was over and I still felt woozy.
The Queen was a bit disturbed by the adventure and asked what was she to do if I passed out. I said call 911. Although, I just learned that our address isn't in the 911 directory. It would be bad if I passed out.
And I also felt bad about eating. I'm currently in diet mode, trying to lose wait to help with my diabetes the natural way. So, to not eat helps my diabetes. But last night the only way to stave off the effects of my diabetes was to eat. It's a vicious cycle.
As a matter of fact, my anger does keep me warm