Gadgets and gizmos and life

My two weeks with the diabetes sensor ended today.  Actually it came off yesterday when I was changing my clothes.  Try to recall the most super-duper adhesive bandage you ever wore and add a tiny needle to it.  Riiiiipppp, off it came.  I was not unhappy as it was becoming a bit of an irritant.  Overall, it wasn’t bad.

What was horrible was having to look at the results along with my endocrinologist.  It was pretty much what I expected, only worse.  The sensor disc from my arm had been continuously testing my blood sugar levels for 13 days.  Somehow they transfer the data to a meter-type device and then to the computer.  Several pages of charts and data are then printed out.

Now, I know I eat way too much in the evening and if the emotions are charged, watch out.  And when I overeat, I’m not munching on broccoli or apples…it’s usually some carb-loaded crappy food or fatty meat.  We diabetics know that carbs are not usually our friends.  Most people in general know that fatty meat isn’t good for us either.

Well, my doctor was explaining the results and showing me how the data was tracked.  We could see that things go okay in the morning and then there are some gentle ups and downs until about 5 p.m.  And here is a direct quote from my endocrinologist, “then it all goes to hell.”  I asked if that was the technical explanation.  We both had a good laugh.

Apparently he doesn’t want me living in hell which is nice.  There could be two explanations:  1). I’m not aware of the carbohydrate values in the foods I’m overeating, or 2) I’m not acknowledging the amount of carbohydrates I’m ingesting and then using an appropriate amount of insulin.  I told him there was a tiny percentage of #1 but it’s mostly #2.  There is more work to be done.  An appointment has been set up for me to meet with the diabetes educator.  Then for 1 week I will track all of my food (the good, the bad, and the ugly) and my estimates for carb values and then the amount of insulin used.

After that, we will create a fresh plan of attack which will include substitutions for some of my bad foods, etc.  since I have great difficulty facing my eating issues, by being honest about what and how much I eat, my doctor suggested the following:  he told me to face it as a number issue, like a math problem.  If I can analyze it from that standpoint, then it should be more helpful.  Makes sense to me.  I’ll work on creating that mindset.  This all happens during the beginning of February.  I wanted to wait until after I have my shoulder scoped in a few weeks.  One thing at a time.

Trust me, I’ve had tons of nutritional counseling throughout my adult life.  In the last two decades I’ve met several times with diabetes educators.  I’m not a stupid individual.  But for the last thirty years I’ve had difficulty controlling my eating.  It feels very much like an addiction.  I’m learning to change my mindset.  It has to be changed slowly and that has not been my strong point in the past.  So, I have to focus on proceeding slowly.  I’m moving forward and that’s a good thing.

The picture is one I found on the Internet but it shows the sensor with its “probe.”

About thequarryschild

A self-described forensic junkie, Beth Anderson spends her days shaping young minds to ask critical questions and wonder “whodunit.” Beth resides in the Capital District of New York and spends her free time reading and solving the great mysteries. Her love of swimming, tennis and sports provides the basis for one of the lead characters in her new book The Quarry’s Child. Beth is one of the founding members of the Upper Hudson Valley Chapter of Sisters in Crime (aka Mavens of Mayhem), a graduate of the FBI Citizens Academy, a survivor of a visit to an active aircraft carrier while it was at sea, and a published poet in Soundings, a literary journal. Beth continues to instill a love for mystery fiction in her students as she has for over twenty years. Photo credit: Quinn Mulvey
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