You settle into bed, ready to fall asleep after another long day.
But first, you check your blood sugar, just like you do multiple times every day.
Your glucometer reads 201.
Suddenly, you’re a little nervous to drift off to dreamland, because you just changed your insulin pod an hour earlier and you’re not quite sure if it’s the reason behind the high blood sugar.
You wonder: Could my blood sugar be high due to a miscalculation with insulin or carbs at dinner? Is it because of my stress levels? Is it because I’m dehydrated, or because I’m starting to get sick, or because my new pod’s site is on scar tissue, or because…?
Before long, you feel incredibly exhausted because you’re cycling through what seems like an endless list of reasons why you might have an elevated blood sugar and it has zapped you mentally.
You feel your eyelids grow heavy, and just before you go to sleep, you give yourself an insulin dose that should bring your blood sugar back down before long.
You experience a broken night of sleep.
Since your Dexcom app is programmed to alert you when you’re over your high threshold for an extended period of time, it goes off, practically every hour, from 10 P.M. to 1 A.M.
Every time it happens, you wake up to the sound of your Dexcom alarm blaring in your ear.
You worry about waking up others in the household before you even begin to worry about your blood sugar.
You’re pretty sure it’s not a pod problem, since your blood sugar would probably be higher if that were the culprit, but you’re too damn tired to care about the cause at this time of night.
You bolus, go back to sleep, hear a high alarm, wake up, and repeat until finally your sleep stops getting interrupted by your Dexcom.
You get a few hours of broken rest.
You wake up at 6 A.M. and realize that, after all that, your blood sugar levels are still slightly elevated.
You’re pissed that your Dexcom was off by 40+ points, as confirmed by a fingerstick check.
You take more insulin, and force yourself to get up and out of bed because it’s time to start the day: Your diabetes is waiting for nothing, least of all you.
Just another night of not enough sleep and too much worry, thanks to diabetes.
One thought on “One Night with Diabetes”
Well hell, I mean no wonder after you ate that giant ice cream cone in the picture above. Ahh don’t worry about it I am sitting here at 10PM eating popcorn. I will meet you in our dreams later.