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Feeling a Disturbance in the Force

“A disturbance in the force” is how I like to approach the topic of feeling lows. I think that for me, it accurately describes subtle symptoms of lows that are not immediately obvious.

For example, most of my lows start out with certain symptoms and then those symptoms evolve with increasing severity. But sometimes symptoms of lows are masked by a number of possible factors including but not limited to:

  • exhaustion
  • major stress
  • excitability
  • nervousness
  • being in a hurry
  • being under the influence

I’ve found over the years that I do a better job than ever before when it comes to sensing low blood sugar. And the way I do it involves asking myself if I sense a disturbance in the force. This means I tune in to my body for a moment. I mindfully scan myself real quick and I check for:

  • increased/uncomfortable heart rate
  • sweating
  • slight hunger
  • sense of urgency (hence the famous lows that occur while cleaning)
  • weak core muscles
  • poor attention and slow thinking

If I’m feeling confused and irritable, I usually pop a glucose tablet in my mouth because for me, those are symptoms of being very low and I don’t mess around when that’s a possibility.

Checking for my heart rate is, for me, the most reliable because as I get lower, my heart races faster. Eventually, it starts to beat out of my chest. However, that’s how I feel when I’m giving a presentation or doing high-intensity exercise so a blood glucose meter is needed to confirm in certain situations.

I treat lows differently based on circumstances. If I’m driving, I don’t check, I get a glucose tablet and pull over, first. If I’m alone with the kids or in another vulnerable situation, I quickly get glucose before fumbling with a meter. What if I only have time to ingest the glucose? I’ve never gone unconscious from a low in the almost 25 years with type 1 but maybe that’s partly due to the precautions I’ve learned to take.

The overwhelming majority of my lows these days are gentle ones in the 60s. For those, I confirm by checking and giving a small measured amount of glucose so that I only bump myself back up to the 80s.

It’s tough being mindful about our bodies at times but trusting ourselves when we have a split second thought about a “sense” we’re getting might be a valuable early warning we can act on to help keep us safe. Getting in the habit of “scanning” our body for symptoms is one I highly recommend.

Diabetes isn’t a Drama Queen

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The other night, I realized my kids had ate my glucose tablets so I reached under my bed for the emergency bag of gummy candies I have stashed there.  I frantically tore the bag open and started stuffing my mouth in frustration.  Alex studied me for a moment and said, “Are you ok?”

Through a mouthful of sticky, fruit shaped, red 40 dyed High Fructose Corn Syrup poison I muttered, “I hate these lows, the ones that shoot down quickly.”  Then as beads of sweat came down my forehead and my heart raced I said, “It literally feels like death is coming to get me.”

Alex looked at me sympathetically and said frankly, “Well, that’s pretty much what’s happening, isn’t it?”

I’m usually a tad dramatic but this time and many other times, diabetes rises to the occasion.

Diabetes isn’t a drama queen.  And we’re not drama queens or kings for living with it.

This stuff is for real.

Low Blood Sugar Dreams

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I don’t know about you but when I have a low blood sugar at night, I end up having dreams I remember when I awake.  If my low comes on really slowly, and most of mine do, the threat isn’t as immediate and I sometimes find myself in a lucid dream while somehow acknowledging I’m low but refusing to stop the fun.

The other night I dreamt Kelly Kunik, a diabetes blogger, ran and won a marathon.  Last night I dreamt that I was suddenly Angelina Jolie’s secret agent, hired (hmm…I don’t remember getting paid) to hack into a computer (though hmmm she provided a password) and retrieve some secret information before Brad Pitt found it.  Where was Brad Pitt in my dream, you ask?  He was lurking in the shadows trying to get the info before I did!  He was not very skilled at trying to get to the computer because I wasn’t very good and I beat him to it (he was much like his dopey character in “Burn After Reading”).  Then I got the info, whatever it was, back to Angelina “Boss” Jolie and she thanked me with a silent nod (though I never got paid…) and then I ninja rolled on the carpet and leapt out of a window in my black secret agent suit, never to be seen again.

At that point I let myself wake up because my mission was over and my blood sugar was low.  So I muttered to my husband, who had been in my dream dancing at Angelina and Brad’s party, “Aleeeex…”  He jumped up in the most freaky alert way “Low?!”  I nodded.  He brought me juice.  Then I laughed because the last thing I remember from my dream is someone saying “Wow, your Alex can really dance!”  And from what I remember he was doing something undeniably goofy.

Wacky dreams happen to me when I have lows and I find it helps with the sting of resentment towards lows, that’s for sure :)

Does this ever happen to you?  Any crazy dreams you can tell us about that will make me not so embarrassed about what I just shared?

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