Yes, it's a thing. You can google search it. Four years ago tonight I was diagnosed with Type 1.
How did I celebrate? With my favorite breakfast, a 30 mile training ride with Daryl (including 2 flat tires), and homemade coconut ice cream with fresh marionberries.
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This is the range on my Dexcom monitor, and my blood sugar on a random Monday last year.
A non-diabetic's normal range would be between 70 – 120. 70 would likely be when you first wake up in the morning, or haven't eaten in several (5-ish) hours. 120 would be post-prandial (medically speaking, that's 2 hours after you eat).
Read MoreWhat is Type 1? Thanks for asking.
Type 1 diabetes (T1D) is an autoimmune disease in which the body’s own immune system kills the pancreatic beta cells and the body stops producing insulin. Pretty simple. Except the pancreas and that insulin are not that simple.
Read MoreTonight marked a milestone for our family. We made it through dinner, all sitting at the table (no one asking to be excused before everyone was finished), having lovely conversation (topics led by Henry), talking.
We sat at the table for about 10 minutes after we were done eating, laughing and listening to each other. Like the roll of credits from an 80s TV show.
It was a moment in our lives that I will keep with me, a real first. Our boys are growing up.
And then they do this.
Today, every pump user's nightmare: I entered 140 carbs instead of 140 mg/dl when I woke up. And I didn't catch it in time. 7 units of fast acting insulin. That's equivalent to about half of my daily food intake, all before breakfast. I quickly realized our end of vacation supplies are totally set up for lows here and there, but we have no major high GI staples for a fuck-up like this. No juice, maple syrup, bags of marshmallows, nothing. D was out so I quickly refreshed Henry on how to call 911, and started eating. I finished the muslix I had started, 2 cream-filled cookies, 2 black licorice sticks, a bite of a protein bar (that I had to spit out for fear of vomiting it back up), a hummus sandwich, and half a bag of sport beans.
I feel lucky, I bottomed at 47. It could have been worse. Now I'm awaiting the high that comes with that many carbs, regardless of how much insulin is on board.
It's our last day of vacation and I'm laying in bed, trying not to move for fear of throwing everything up, instead of playing in the ocean.
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Ugh.
6.7 units over 2 meals' worth of carbs for me in a day.