Random 10 minute lectures about how I could potentially destroy the whole family from not keeping perfect track of my blood sugars are the best lectures.
Always make me feel great about myself.
(most sarcasm I could ever use)
It went really good, actually.
The best thing is my A1c went from 10 to 8.9 :D
Also figured out some of what may be causing my highs in the evenings, so yeah haha
No longer going to the endo at the children’s hospital, and this was my first appointment with this one, and it went damn good for a first appointment :)
Even though this isn’t true, it seems like I’m one of the only diabetic guys on tumblr. Idk, just haven’t seen/heard from many male type-1’s.
Just accidentally splashed insulin all over myself
so funnn, especially dat smell x_x
diabetic privilege is having to spend hundreds of dollars extra in medical bills a moth to stay alive
I hate that as a diabetic everything takes longer to heal. Physically everything takes three times as long.
Emotionally, I don’t think you ever really heal so really, your fucked!
Cinderella gets to wake up to birds and f*cking woodland creatures:
Normal people get to wake up to alarms:
…but I get to wake up to a bloody infusion set change?
I’m rounding up a search party for THE JUSTICE IN THIS WORLD, since it seems to have gone missing. I might also put it on the side of a milk carton.
I don’t even know. I’m bellowing in rage right now, so if you hear an angry kind of strangling sound, don’t be too alarmed.
Pardon me while I change it and NOT GET MY EXTRA 15 MINUTES OF ALLOTTED SLEEPYTIME.
YOU B*TCH. GO EAT A PLASTER SANDWICH WITH A SIDE OF NAILS.
The worst thing is when it starts coming out in your sleep, so you wake up to being stabbed in the same spot over and over.
I had that happen to me once along with an empty cartridge, my pump kept on buzzing and making the loudest-ass sounds I’ve ever heard at 4am, so I woke up eventually and rolled over and was stabbed in a weird spot, jumped a bit, was stabbed again by the needle, ugh. Just yelling at my pump
I was so pissed off, ugh
I just hate it when my site starts hurting, but I just don’t pay much mind to it
then I lay down, and it hurts worse, and I look, and its half out of my stomach, stabbing back in and out, so I pull it out and its all
diabetes is a bitch. Ugh
whenever I start falling into the habit of not taking care of myself enough, not checking, or shooting I google “diabetes complications”. IDK but somehow seeing those things force me to at least TRY and change.
Okay, my blood sugar was a bit high this morning, but its getting better overall.
For now, I’m trying to design a good workout regime.
First I’m gonna try starting tonight:
- Tuesday: Upper Body
—4 sets of 10 push-ups
—2 sets of 10 dumbbell butterflies (10lb)
(alternating, so pushup, pushup, butterfly, pushup, pushup, butterfly)
- Thursday: Lower Body
—4 sets of 10 weighted squats (10lb dumbbells)
—5 sets of 10 situps
(situp, squat, situp, squat, situp, squat, situp, squat, situp)
- Saturday: Shoulders/Cardio
—12 sets of 8 arm circles (divided, so 6 clockwise, then 6 counterclockwise)
—40 minutes on my favorite resistance pattern on eliptical
(I’ll take a picture of the pattern when I’m home)
I’ve learned through marching band that diving into it just above your comfort level is the best route for me, it gets me motivated and makes me push myself.
While I was in marching band, I weighed 180-185, then in the months after I’d stopped my weight got to 235, since then I’ve had it steady around 220, but now that I’ve started college and am walking every day its down to 210, but I know I can get my weight healthily to 175 or even a bit less (my doctor has told me this). But I’m aiming for 180.