Rough Days in Still Listening to Spirit
- Oct. 3, 2014, 2:09 a.m.
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Things are not going all that well. I am alive and still fighting, trying,learning and sometimes just plain laughing at myself.
Alarming glucose readings baffled and discouraged me for about a week. I finally figured out yesterday, October 1, what the hell was going on and I had to smack my forehead, HARD.
I have these long assed needles, a change from the very short ones I began with. I did the usual, jammed the needle all the way into he bottle of insulin, ejected air and drew the 10 of insulin I needed. I then injected and that was it. Done for the day.
My glucose kept going up–181, 254, 192, a puzzlement.
Then yesterday, I did the same, this time noticing the level of the insulin in the bottle. DUH, I ws sticking the needle in all the way and into air, not insulin!!! So, I wasn’t injecting any insulin for that week or so.
Yesterday and today I have very carefully stuck the needle in only as far as the liquid covers it. Readings back in the 130 range. Sweet.
Today I went to the clinic, worked in at 4:30p with Carol because Lynne is out for a month on vacation. The panic/anxiety attacks have increased in intensity and frequency–only at night–I can’t seem to work my way out of them. Awake all night, in pain, not a good way to spend my time.
Carol did listen carefully, had a sheet to fill out to measure my stress level, and decided to add 5mg of a very mild tranquilizer I have used previously (last year) to help me with this. Thank you Universe, I have my hope back.
I also got my free flu shot while I was there. They had a free shot Wednesday between 3pm and 5pm, but Bill and I didn’t go. They have enough for everyone and suggest it to everyone who sees them for any other reason. Or one can still walk in and request one without an appointment.
Unusual day/night last week. We had a 2.6 earthquake about 4:45a, yes I was awake. Then about 9am we had a thunderstorm. Thunderstorms are very rare here and I was asleep. Bill told me it was a good one and I am sorry I missed it.
Done here, all about health again. I am walking on treadmill 15 to 20 minutes a day. It is all good. Blessed be!
noko ⋅ October 03, 2014
I had an absolutely heck of a time drawing up one of Sammy's meds properly and so I totally empathize with this and considering the difficulties with your sight this makes total sense. It is reassuring to read that you are having some more stable days but this must feel like a dark and difficult slog for you. If it helps, we are out here rooting for a sense of well being for you. Really.
MageB ⋅ October 04, 2014
You are wonderful for figuring it out. Bravo to you.
ODSago ⋅ October 07, 2014
My gosh--I really understand how that could happen and am so pleased to read that you have such immediate and favorable response, ditto to the tranquilzer.
(I gave my husband absolutely no morphine the first time I had to give it to him at night because I thought it was in the needle, a throw away, and no one mentioned I had to put it in a bottle of morphine that was not in the kit Hospice gave me. Packaged elsewhere in the supplies. Thus, I say I so understand.)
Great that you figured it out and are doing better. Earthquake, Thunderstorm--it's noisy out there in your neck of the woods!