You've got to ask yourself one question, blood sugar... Do you feel hypo? Well... do you?
Contrary to popular belief, I have not been destroyed by your minions. This battle isn't over yet.
~B.C.B.
Saturday, March 30, 2013
Friday, March 29, 2013
Remember The Name
I have come to the following conclusions about diabetes management and myself:
- I will not test my blood unless my meter is ON MY BODY.
- I will not remember to do follow up blood tests, or even be inclined to do them, unless I set my phone to go off.
- I will not have my snacks if I don't have an alarm that goes off.
My alarm that goes off is the theme to the TV show Justified, because I've become a fan of Boyd Crowder, and well.... I sometimes feel as nutty as he does, when:
- My blood sugar isn't doing what it should do.
- I'm counting everything right, but it's still being evil
- I'm feeling less human and more bionic
Alarms, are my savior. Or, at least one of my saviors. Because I hyperfocus so much on certain things, work, internet, youtube, work, ANYTHING ACCEPT DIABETES MANAGEMENT, that the alarm snaps me out of fantasy land and makes me THINK for a few seconds about blood sugar management and then, after that 5 second test is done, I can go back to whatever was distracting me at that moment.
For the time being it's working.
I am thinking, I need to make an arm sleeve that would have elastic hoops in it, which would carry my blood sugar meter, poker and strips on..... I realize this would already cause people to look at me like I belong in the mental ward.... which on some days, I think I do belong there, but.... I know myself. I know, that if my reminder goes off to test my blood and I am upstairs, and my meter is not within that area, you can forget about me testing my blood. This is the hard but honest truth.
I'm finally wearing my scanner again-- although, unless you want to tell every nosy person on the planet what it is, don't place it on your arm.... although, I might, and then make stuff up about what it really is....
"It's a tracker the FBI implanted in me."
"It's an alien pea pod"
"It's my device to blow shit up with" (Boyd reference) [and just to clarify, NO, I don't want to blow shit up LITERALLY]
It's amazing the odd looks you get, if you really let your sensor be visible to the public. (Stay away from that chick.... somethin' ain't right.)
On that note, should I make an arm sleeve that carries my meter, I will post pictures....
In the meantime, here is a Boyd Crowder video.... heaven forbid, he ever have to test his blood sugar!
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