Today was quite a busy day for us. We had a number of things to do one after the other, beginning with going to watch our small grand children in their swimming class.
We left home with all of the things needed for me to get through the day, plus the usual safety barrier. So everything was set for a busy day.
I dropped my wife off at the place she needed to be, then I drove on to find a parking spot. The city was very busy this morning, with lots of traffic and lots of road closures due to construction work.
I knew where I needed to go after dropping my wife off, but found that road closed. So, knowing the city well, I took the obvious detour. That’s when I realised that many others were also taking this detour, but now I was stuck. A quick check of the clock showed me that, after an hour of driving I was now late for lunch.
But here I was stuck in a traffic jam, not from hell, but the place just next door. Creep, creep, crawl, crawl as we inched along. I even got stuck for 3 changes of traffic lights trying to cross one intersection before I could finally cross over.
I knew exactly where I was going, but I was now considerably past my normal lunch time. I thought back over what I had done since breakfast, adding up the carbohydrate I had eaten and the amount of exercise I had done in that time. I knew that I didn’t have a lot of lee way, but I wasn’t yet at the critical point. Keep in mind I’m driving the car in extremely heavy traffic, inching along with almost no place to pull over and definitely no way of changing my route.
I was stuck.
Finally, after negotiating the last particularly heavy intersection, the traffic started to move a little better. Now I needed a few minutes to get to the place I was going to park.
But wait, where’s the free car spots? This is one of those “secret” places where we have always been able to find a spot. But today? Uh uh! No parking for almost a kilometre.
Finally, after driving for almost an hour, then crawling through the heavy diverted traffic for another 30 minutes, then looking for a parking spot, I was now almost 2 hours past my normal lunch time.
Fortunately 46 years of experience has taught me to be ready for unexpected situations such as this. Once parked, I quickly found a place to sit and pull out my emergency lunch food. I hadn’t yet started to hypo, but I wasn’t far away from entering into the type of hypo that hits suddenly, then rapidly takes you down a path that you don’t want to go down, especially in a public setting.
All ended up OK, even if I did lose an hour of my day unexpectedly and needed to avert a medical crisis.
That is T1D as I have lived it ……. today.