Fun with Lows . . . .

That's right, I said the words "fun" and "low" in the same post title.  Usually there isn't much about a low that's fun.  But today I found something when I dipped into my new stash of "low-treats".

Swedish "Caviar" (or "Candiar" according the the fishy)

I was cranky.  I was low.  I was annoyed at having to delay my workout while I waited for my blood sugar to come up.  But these little fish eggs and the silly fish on the package wearing rabbit ears made me smile.  And when something related to diabetes makes you smile, things can't be all that bad!!

Will you be my Meowentine?

I'm cute and cuddly.

I'll keep you warm at night.  (By sleeping right on top of you - your arm may fall asleep under me, but that's a small price to pay for warmth.)

I'll make sure you get up on time in the morning.  (By laying down on top of your windpipe - trust me, that will wake you up good!)

I'll help you keep those blood sugars in check with plenty of exercise.  (Because I'll quickly shove all of my toys way far under the furniture.  You can burn tons of calories moving the couch and get plenty of stretching reaching under the entertainment center!)

I'm all about saving the environment by recycling and re-purposing.   (That's right, pine pellet cat litter also makes a great toy.  I'll toss as many pellets as I can out of my litter box and batt them all around the house!)

I'll make sure you are properly nourished.  (I ALWAYS know when it is meal-time . . . and I make sure you know it too!)

But most of all, I'll let you know you are loved with my purrs and nuzzles and make your heart sing at the sight of my sweet little face.  And you don't even have to bolus for all my sugar.

What more could you ask for in a Meowentine??

Disconnected

For the past few nights, I've been having problems with lows.  Okay, not really PROBLEMS, but I have yet to get through a night of sleep without interruptions from my CGMs low alarm.  I test, down a juice-box that is waiting on my nightstand, and go back to sleep.  Sometimes I repeat this sequence several hours later.

In the wee hours of Sunday morning that lovely low alarm blared.  I tested in at 68 and the pump told me I should take about half a unit to cover part of the juice-box I'd be swigging down.  I chose to ignore that in the hopes that I could avoid any more low alarms until after the sun was up.

It was still dark when my alarm blared again.  5:00 a.m.  Ugh.  However it was not a low alarm this time.  It was a high alarm, alerting me to a blood sugar in the 170s.  I figured that I probably should have taken the half unit for the juice-box, bolused my correction and went back to sleep.

It was finally light when my next alarm shrilled and my CGM read in the 180s.  As I tried to figure out what the heck was going on, my hand wandered down to my infusion set.  To my surprise, the tubing was not attached to it.   That jolted me awake and I knew any hopes of getting back to sleep were gone.  I snapped the site back together, got the coffee going and tested my sugar.  (Yes, I did give coffee a higher priority than blood sugar testing.  I'm okay with that.)  291.  Then I tested for ketones.  Moderate.

I spent the morning feeling wiped out and nauseous.  I was completely starving by 11:30, when my blood sugar was finally back in range and I could eat breakfast.  But the most troubling thing is that I have no idea what caused the disconnect.  Had I not snapped the site completely in the last time I had disconnected?  Did I sleep on it funny and it somehow popped loose?  Did I have some odd dreams of low alarms and unhook my site while in a deep sleep?  None of those scenarios seem all that likely to me.  I guess this will be just another Diabetes Mystery.