Yes, it’s been a while. Covid tends to throw a wet blanket over normal life.
I was lying in bed this morning, thinking about the coming day; thinking about work, thinking about the latest program I’m writing here at home – I’m teaching myself to write programs – and thinking about various other odds’n’sods. I got out of bed at around a quarter to seven and started to get myself ready for the day.
The next thing I knew, my wife was up as well, so we were having a cup of tea. I mentioned to her that I didn’t feel very well, but it was likely just a bit of stress from work, and thinking about my program and why it isn’t working, plus the various things that need to be done around the house. I checked the time and saw that it was coming up to time for my morning snack, so I started that process.
Standing by the kitchen sink, I wondered why the kitchen sink was so tidy. At the least my breakfast bowl should be sitting on the sink …… but it wasn’t. A quick check in the dishwater led me to a sudden realisation. I had come out of the bedroom at 06:45, after having my morning test and injections, and it was now 09:45. And I hadn’t yet had my breakfast!
So I’d been sitting there lost in thought for 3 hours as my blood glucose level slowly descended. Luckily for me it had been at a high level when I tested this morning – 14, which is 252 for our friends from the USA. And now it was teetering on the brink of collapse. No wonder I wasn’t feeling well.
The most shocking part of this episode for me was that I follow a strict routine in the morning, but this morning I got distracted somehow and the routine went out the window. And it could so easily have ended in disaster. For any non-diabetes people reading this, the disaster would involve me lying dead on the floor. No, I am not exaggerating.
So now I need to try to figure out a way that I can avoid this situation in the future. Yet more reminders. Yet more “bread crumbs”.
Living with Type 1 Diabetes isn’t much fun and can be hard work.
