Scott's Diabetes Blog

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Location: Minneapolis, Minnesota, United States

Diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes in April of 1980. I recognize the incredible mental struggle of living with diabetes. I hope to share my struggles, my successes, and everything in between.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

Never Go To The Grocery Store When Hungry, and Never Go To McDonald's When Low

Tested 42, grabbed a handful of glucose tablets, but with 3+ units still on board I headed to a nearby McDonald's. I really should have stopped driving, but I didn't feel that I had enough stuff in the car to pull me through the low with all that insulin still working.

I think I just asked for like 3 of everything on the menu...

Seriously though, I had one cinnamon roll and 4.5 hash browns. Doesn't really sound all that bad, I guess... at least until you get your senses back and realize that you just consumed over 1000 calories in a single sitting...

Good thing I played basketball last night! Which I'm also sure is why I had experienced this low today.

Does anyone else feel really wiped out and tired for a good spot of time after a low like that?

Monday, March 07, 2005

Here's to Basketball, Exercise and Almost Forgetting My Pump At The Gym...

Monday nights are great for me.

I do a little bit of karate, then go play basketball for about an hour and a half.

I wore my heart rate monitor during basketball tonight. We usually play full court, but we were short on guys tonight and just played half court 3 on 3. Would you believe I still burned about 2000 calories in 1.5 hours?!?!?!!! Incredible.

My blood sugar is touchy during exercise, sometimes going up (yes, I know, very strange - I have a theory I'll post on later), sometimes going down. Well, tonight was a down night, so I crammed some cookies down, had some pop (mmm, picture that rolling around your belly while running around...), and took my pump off.

Had a fun night, but after all of our gas tanks ran empty we decided to call it a night. Now I usually have a big gym bag full of karate stuff and basketball stuff. My clothes & jacket get tossed on top, and things are generally a real big mess there. You know, a big pile of Scott's stuff, that sits there until it's time to go and I gather it all together and head out.

So I get all my stuff together, say my goodbye's and start heading to the door. One of the guys says "Hey Scott - is this yours?". I turn around and look, and there is my pump, in it's elastic waistband, sitting on the floor all lonely like.

Wow - good thing he saw it!!! I was a little disturbed that I almost forgot this thing that has been, like, literally connected to me for many years. It was just a bit weird.

Then I started to wonder, what the heck would the person who found it do with it? I mean, I'm sure it would not take too long for an intelligent being to determine it was some type of important like medical device - heck, they might even know it's an insulin pump! But, what do you do with something like that? Dump it in the lost and found bin?

Anyway, maybe I should think about labeling it somehow? There is that StuffBak site that seems like a good idea, that is unless some internet illiterate person finds it (though I think there is a phone number too?)...

It was just kind of weird to me, to almost leave without my insulin pump of all things.