Diabetic Life – Insurance Companies…

When an insulin pen that typically lasts 10-12 days has to last 15 because insurance companies like to go on power trips…

BUT…

Your AWESOME diabetic team basically calls em up and gets it all situated for you, saying under no circumstances should ANY diabetic, much less one 36 weeks pregnant (thus battling some pretty raging hormones, if you catch my drift…) be “rationing” their remaining insulin, so you go in and happily pick up your supply a few days later, instead of needing to ration your insulin.

There’s a lot that can be said here but rather than get into the fuckery of insurance and their red tape/regulations, I’m choosing to focus on the power of COMMUNICATION. By communicating my situation to my team, they were able to advocate and find a solution for me, happily, as that is their job and what they are paid to do. They wield more power than we the consumers do, so let them help!

Do not “suffer in silence” – speak up and let someone help you; there is always a way!

Adventures in Pregnancy – Bout of Sickness

What a night.

It started with me losing my dinner, which is unfortunate in and of itself, but the real issue there is that because I had already taken insulin, the insulin stays in my system despite the food having since left stage right, so that of course sent me into a tailspin of shaky lows and lethargy… since I, like most people, am not eager to stuff my face just after I’ve gotten sick, there was a bit of waiting game there before I could have a snack to temper the lows.

All of this while fireworks were being lit off all damn night, seemingly next door to my house, absolutely terrifying my dog and sending her into her own shaky tailspin, which always hurts my heart so bad.

I don’t normally take two days off of working out in a row, but I’m just not feeling it today, I’m super low energy and kinda feel like I got hit by a truck so the plan for right now is just relax and regroup a bit, since I have a really active, busy weekend to store my energy for.

I give crazy kudos to you mamas who got sick a lot during pregnancy and just kept on trucking – that shit is hard and you are rockstars!

Happy 4th of July, everyone 🇺🇸💕

GratiTuesday – Diabetic Team

Every week, twice a week, I email my Diabetes/pregnancy team my numbers for the last few days – my numbers at wakeup (fasted, since I don’t eat in my sleep… I don’t think! 😉), before and after each meal. And this is how they determine if I need to take more insulin or not to counter the pregnancy hormones and the havoc they can wreak on a Diabetic.

And most of the time, my numbers are pretty good – we have worked HARD to find a good balance and I work really hard to eat well, drink water, stay active, and manage my stress.

And other times, like weekends full of parties and BBQ’s, they aren’t quite as good, but still not terrible. Life is about balance, it’s just a matter of accommodating this balance.

And sometimes, even through pretty flawless effort on my part, hormones just do. their. thang, and this was a lot for me to accept and acclimate to, as my first instinct was, as usual, to look inward and blame MYSELF for something I was/was not doing.

And if you have followed my diabetic journey, you know I have DEFINITELY seen my share of struggles. Pregnancy added quite a few layers to that, because that’s what pregnancy does to a body.

And if you know me, you know I like to fix things; if somethings not right, I wanna make it so it is. This is ESPECIALLY important in my own health.

And my team is awesome, truly. They are so encouraging and empowering, compassionate and knowledgeable.

I feel safe and capable with them guiding me through something I’ve never gone through.

I don’t look for the praise as much as I look for reassurance from a professional that my numbers are good and I’m on the right track, and doing the best I can for this baby who is solely relying on ME, but when the lead nurse emails me and it includes this praise, it goes right to my heart and reminds me that I’m capable, I’m a warrior, and I can do hard things!

“You are a Rock Star!
They are perfect!”

Some may see it as just words, but who amongst us hasn’t gotten a little boost, a little pep in their step from someone’s kindness?

Be the light in someone’s life – be the one who lifts them up and reassures them that whatever life throws at them, they. can. handle. it.

💕

Tuesday Oops – Forgot My Insulin at Home!

When you get all the way to work and realize you forgot your insulin and glucose tester at home, 35 minutes away… 🙄

And no, skipping a day of insulin and testing is not a viable option, as my levels would be high for a sustained amount of time and that puts both baby and I at risk.

So back home we came for them… and I was doing SO WELL not forgetting that crucial little component of my wellness!

Ohh, Tuesday…

 

 

Life is Short – Eat the Zeppole!

We are having our yumminess a day late, because I was too full yesterday!

Baby will enjoy his or her first zeppole, and so won’t mom and dad!

Would I eat this every day? No (but I could, easily!) but I look forward to this splurge every year and I enjoy every bite with absolutely ZERO guilt.

I’ll take some extra insulin and enjoy every morsel – Diabetic or not, life is short; you DO have to live a little, dontcha know?! 😉

Did you enjoy a zeppole this year?

Thankful Thursday – Type 1 Diabetes treatment

I am STUNNED.

I had blood work today, 3 months after we began treating me as a Type 1 Diabetic, after treating as a Type 2 the previous 8+ years.

It’s been a LONG TIME since I left my doctors office happy and feeling positive! 😊

As a Type 2, I was doing everything right (but not perfectly), and it was actually making me worse… consistently boosting my numbers and well, to say that was defeating and frustrating wouldn’t even begin to cover it.

And I’ll admit to serious resistance to treat as Type 1 because as I have been very open about, the idea of more needles/injections was absolutely nauseating.

But I agreed to give it a try because, while I hate to use the word ‘desperation’, that’s what my attempts to get my Diabetes under control had become, and I honestly couldn’t stand that.

The bad results despite my efforts were stressing me out, which was making said results even worse. It was a vicious cycle and I finally recognized I couldn’t keep doing this hamster wheel junk.

And my first visit since we changed my course of treatment (a month into the new treatment), I wasn’t too impressed BUT I did decide I was going to trust my DOCTOR when he told me to trust my BODY – that this period of adjustment was both necessary and normal; that my body was doing what it needed to do.

(And it was HARD to trust the process… but believe it or not, I can DO hard things!)

I went in today expecting bad numbers because honestly, October kicked my ass; my stress levels were through the roof and I ate every ounce of my emotions.

But here, today, he gave me my lowest numbers in over 4 years. He gave me a number that, while still having room for improvement, has me sitting pretty as a controlled Diabetic… and that’s what I have longed for, that’s what I have been working towards for YEARS.

It’s still work, on my end… day in, day out. But the takeaway here, for me, is it’s important to stay open minded and be willing to go out of your comfort zone to do what’s best for yourself. You are worth that.

Sometimes it’s what you resist the most that can also HELP you the most!

Diabadass Life – Insulin Life

I am a lot of things, but patient is not one of my stronger characteristics.

I was resistant to insulin for such a long time, because the idea of more needles (doesn’t matter how skinny it is, sorry!) every day is honestly nauseating, but a little over a month ago I agreed to give it a try because the alternative was to continue doing everything mostly right, only to see no good changes in my numbers, only bad changes.

I obviously don’t have to tell you how defeating a feeling THAT was, so obviously I’d really rather not continue with such a vicious cycle.

So I agreed to try insulin. And if you asked me my ideal number yesterday when I got bloodwork done, a little over a month on insulin, it would be sitting comfortably at 6.2, down from 6.8… that would be ideal.

The result was not ideal, BUT… I do believe, and my doctor has reassured me 14 times over, that this is me on the right track; this is my body adjusting, transitioning, and stabilizing. He says this is normal, and I choose to believe the professional.

So while it’s UP to 7.2 from 6.8, it’s also a little unrealistic to expect everything to balance out in a months time. So here is where a little patience will do me well… this is a marathon, not a sprint!

My job right now is to keep up my healthy habits, keep the damn faith, and keep to my injections.

And so that’s what I will do. Because the alternative is STILL much less appealing than injections every day. That kinda mental roller coaster is not a ride I’d like to take again!

Diabetic Life – Switching to Type 1 Treatment

The saga continues…

Bloodwork today has me down to 6.8 from 7.3 in May, which is good. We have no idea what’s making the difference, but I mean, I’ll take it…

But starting now, we are treating my Diabetes as Type 1, not Type 2 as we have been for the last 8+ years.

Which means more needles. 😩

But Type 1 would make a LOT more sense, so while I do not at all LOVE the idea of needing to inject insulin into my body daily, I am opting to do so because doing everything right and not only seeing no progress but seeing things get WORSE is one of the most FRUSTRATING things I have ever experienced, so much so that I will VOLUNTARILY inject myself every single day if it means it will help me get back to controlled Diabetes instead of spinning my wheels.

I’m a lot of things, but a fan of “hamster-wheeling” isn’t one of ‘em!

So I’ll go back in a month to see if this new path of treatment is helping and we will reassess then, but I actually already feel a lot better knowing it’s likely not something I’m doing or not doing/consuming or not consuming that was contributing to such disastrous health results.

Fingers crossed this sets me on the proper path 💕