Disappointment and a close call

Hey folks

So my HbA1c has gone up from 8.1% to 8.4%.

Crap.

I thought it was going to be down a bit, not a massive amount. I just thought it'd have decreased a teeny bit. It would have been a nice early Christmas present for me.

<insert sad face here>

My consultant and DSN said they're pleased to hear I'm carb counting and that my results during the day aren't too bad. I mentioned that I'm waking up in the early teens most mornings so I've been told to up my lantus by a couple of units. They seem to think that this is when my sugars are creeping up... So I'm not going to dwell on my result, I'm going to start increasing my lantus tonight and see what happens tomorrow.

The close call came on the way home from my appointment... 

My friend from work kindly took me and whilst driving we found out the hard way that the dual carriage-way hadn't been gritted at all. We span around twice and ended up facing the oncoming traffic. Luckily there wasn't anyone in the other lane (which most people weren't using as it was covered with slush) and the guy behind us was far enough behind to stop and put his hazard lights on. 

Man I've never been so scared!

No screaming or crying involved but a lot of OMG-ing. Thank god for my friends quick reflexes or it could have been a very different ending. So please be careful when driving! Just because it looks safe doesn't mean it is.

Right a nice cuppa for me now!

xx

*jab* OUCHIES!!!!!!

Hi folks *waves*

Hope you're all well and getting ready for Mr Claus next week! :)

So far I'm having a good week sugar wise, with more readings under 10 (even in the morning!) which I'm really pleased with. Love love love my carb counting book!! I'm remembering stuff now so I can take a rough guess when I'm out & about and I'm not too far off. If you don't own a carb counting book then look at the Amazon widget over here -->

My diabetic spidey senses are starting to work!!!

Anyways back to the point of my blog XP today was my blood test before my 4-monthly checkup at the hospital. Every time I go its a pain in the bum, my arteries sense the needle coming and collapse so it takes more than 2 trips to get any blood out. The nurses have even made a note on the system as to where they struck gold last time! I end up with two badly bruised arms unable to move very well & looking like I'm about to do some techno dancing ¬_¬

Today I got the nurse who is great at getting blood out, sweet little sixty-something year old but boy did she jab that needle in!!!! First time worked and it still hurts now (appointment was 9.30am). Got a nice blood blister that hurts like hell. Totally got worked up before hand & I was in and out within a couple of minutes.

Fingers crossed for a lower HbA1c this time... and that I've lost/maintained my weight since my last visit :)

Can't remember exact numbers but its gone from 9.x -> 7.x -> 8.x

Is it just me or does giving blood make you sleepy? *yawns*

:)

xxx

First Blog!

Welcome to my first blog entry :D

I got diagnosed as a Type One last August shortly after I came home from Florida. My parents had noticed an increase in the amount I was drinking, how tired I was all the time and that I'd lost around 2 stone since the beginning of June. I went to the doctors and they basically told me to go to hospital straight away. Scary, and all I was worried about was if I could wear my own pjs!

My blood sugar was about 23 and I had a very high amount of keytones in my system (++++). They got it down to around 3 in the early hours of the morning and then explained it all to me. (Not good when you've had under 3 hours sleep and your parents aren't there!!). I was testing/injecting myself the following day and allowed to go home.

I felt so much better after starting the NovoRapid/Lantus, it was strange to think how long I'd been suffering for. My hair also starting falling out, possibly due to starting the insulin and the shock of it all. However after a couple of months it was pretty much back to normal which was a big relief!

It only really sank in a few weeks later that my life was going to be very different from now on. I kept thinking, why me? My grandma had it before she died but no-one else, just me. I have days where I hate it for spoiling things, but I have good days too e.g. injecting myself in public for the first time or in front of my friends/relatives. It still scares me sometimes, especially reading things on the internet about life expectancy for Type One sufferers!

You've just got to take each day as it comes I guess!

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