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This is not how I wanted my day to go.

This is not how I wanted my day to go.

shared 2 weeks ago with 2 NOTES

So I went to an amazing concert last night and got home around midnight. My blood sugar was 11. Next thing you know, it’s 3 am and I wake up feeling low. I was 2.3! Of course, I then proceeded to eat everything in sight and went back to bed (after having to bolus; it was that bad. It’s safe to say my night didn’t end very well, but I don’t even care because the concert was worth it.

shared 3 weeks ago with 1 NOTES

I have a very complicated relationship with food. It has, at times, been both my best friend and worst enemy. When I was first diagnosed with diabetes, all of my food was eaten in carefully controlled portions. If I was hungry between meals, I was only allowed to eat something with no carbs. I practically lived off of cheese in those first couple of years. But that was normal for me. I think that’s part of why I hated it so much. Kids aren’t supposed to live like that.

Food also became a chore to me. Forcing down some crackers because I was too low before my hockey game was okay sometimes, but those times where I just couldn’t finish my meal and had to make up for it in juice because I’d already taken my insulin really sucked. Or the meals where I’d had insulin and then someone in my family decided they wanted dessert and I couldn’t have any. My family always did their best to make me feel normal, eating mostly the same portions that I did, but some days I felt so far from being normal that I may as well have been from Mars.

That being said, food has also been my friend. Those times when I was really low, anything with a bit of sugar in it was viewed as a saving grace. I never left home without a juice box or Dex 4’s. Sometimes I got to eat in class when no one else was allowed, or I got to eat candy to treat my low. But still, in the back of my mind, there was a little voice that said, “You shouldn’t need to eat this. Your body should be fixing this on its own.”

shared 1 month ago with 10 NOTES
shared 2 months ago with 264 NOTES
yay for good blood sugars

yay for good blood sugars

shared 4 months ago with 7 NOTES
Water colour painting I did of my pump :)

Water colour painting I did of my pump :)

shared 4 months ago with 6 NOTES

Funding to Cure Diabetes 

shared 8 months ago with 5 NOTES

So I’m home from diabetes camp! I had an amazing time! Unfortunately, I woke up yesterday at 24 and today at 23. I’ve had such good blood sugars so I felt like I was dying. I hope it’s just from being extremely overtired.

shared 8 months ago with 3 NOTES
shared 8 months ago with 12 NOTES
# me # mine # diabetes
shared 8 months ago with 14 NOTES
shared 8 months ago with 3 NOTES
# me # mine # diabetes

So yesterday when we were driving, instead of my mom saying “I don’t know the speed limit,” she said “I don’t know the blood sugar.” It was pretty funny.

shared 8 months ago with 5 NOTES

So I’m pretty sure something was going on with my site. I started twisting it earlier, and I realized that it wasn’t locked in. So now I have no idea how much insulin I have or haven’t been getting.

shared 9 months ago with 1 NOTES
Guess it’s time for a site change..
Update: 1 hour later and I’m 22.9

Guess it’s time for a site change..

Update: 1 hour later and I’m 22.9

shared 9 months ago with 6 NOTES

I hate when you’re having a good day and then all of a sudden, it hits you:

You are different. You are diabetic and it’s not going away.

shared 9 months ago with 37 NOTES