Sunday, October 23, 2011

Let's kick some pancreASS!!!

My first pump was an Animas IR1275....it was silver and black, and I grinned from ear to ear when I received it. I was 21, in nursing school, engaged to be married...and a total badass. My CDE (whom I couldn't stand...Like literally...we used to argue) had tried desperately to have me choose a Medtronic Minimed Paradigm 515. As usual, I told her she could eat me..and to go ahead and order what I wanted. I loved my Endo at the time, and even asked Dr. C when we were dating if it would be weird if I continued to see Dr. Moore....Dr. C was less than amused.
Fast forward a few years, and in strolls a Medtronic rep. All sparkly and heaven sent. She presented me with my first demo pump. I was in love. Less button pushing and integrated CGM? I'm pretty sure I made out with her that day...or maybe I dreamed that? She was hot, either way. My Medtronic Paradigm 522 was Smoke...and on fiiiiire. When it came to portable pancreases, I was sporting a Bentley.
As many of you know, I went to work for company X in March...for 3 months. I was told I had to switch to their tubeless product if I were to work for them. I cried. Seriously. Bawled. This should have been a sign for things to come. Chronic pod errors, alarms all the time, ripped skin and bruises, pods falling off for no reason...I wanted nothing more than to be strapped to my Medtronic love, again. So when I broke it off with company X in June, I was more than happy to shove that thing in a drawer...even though the pod errors and such had improved. Most surprising? Dr. C is STILL sleeping with the enemy. He loves that damn thing. If it's tubeless, he's pumping.
After a 3 month Pumpcation, I strapped on my newest toy: Medtronic Minimed Revel 523...and...AAAAANDDDD...it was PAAAAAANK! woohoo (shout out to blog favorite, Julia Roberts!)! I have been lovingly tied up to my Revel since September, and despite the baby toes, inquisitive cats and rogue door handles, I have never been happier!
Medtronic has had a tubeless pump in the works for a couple of years...and as to whether or not I will jump back on the tubeless bandwagon is questionable. With FDA delays, and lack of technology perfection, I'm a hopeless cynic. I hosted my support group for Type 1s the other night, and out of the group of us there, 3 had tried Product X, 2 of us had returned to ole Faithful: Medtronic. 
One thing DID ring true, though. All of us were pumping...and all of us would rather laugh and commiserate, than cry in solitude. Chronic diseases are no fun, y'all. And even yours truly (Goddess of all things snarky and diabetic) has a bad BS day (blood sugar...bull shit...both work). It's easy to say THIS SUCKS...and not think about your body, but then they start shoving large bore needles into your arms and lopping off your toes. My toes are insanely cute, thank you very much...so I think I'll keep em. If you're feeling down about being pancreatically challenged...talk to someone! Your Endo..CDE...BFF...anyone. Sometimes just getting it off of your chest can be cathartic.
So, to the world of auto-immune misfits: know this...you're not alone...and in this day and age, reaching out is easier than ever. Tube, no tube...pump, no pump...thyroid, no thyroid...welcome, friend....kick back and have a seat, take a load off, enjoy a (diet) soda and enjoy the proverbial ride.

Signing off,
Queen of the auto-immune, pancreatically challenged misfits with 10 toes.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Not-So-Fertile-Myrtle


Infertility...the inability to become pregnant within 12 months of trying to conceive..it affects about 10% of the population. You know what else affects about 10% of the diabetic population? Type 1 (Type A? ha) diabetes. Are the two related? YOU BET YOUR ASS THEY CAN BE!!

Little known fact about Nurse Kelley (see: ME): Both of my children were conceived through In vitro Fertilization (IVF). Yep...the spawn was created in a petri dish. Makes me love them THAT much more. The road to obtain fertility was a long and painful one. Nothing is more crushing than not being able to become pregnant once you have set your mind to do so. It was during the workup process that I was diagnosed with Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS) and tubal infertility. PCOS?? WTF?? I tell my patients that it is a cousin of Type 2...and I CERTAINLY was not a T2!! This prompted further nursey investigation (see: Dr. Google).

I found out some interesting things: approximately 1/5 of women with infertility suffer from PCOS. Hmmmph. PCOS is caused by high levels of Testosterone and Insulin in the blood. Double hmmmph. More and more, well controlled type 1 diabetic women are being diagnosed with this disease. Ok...seriously...someone was effing with me. So, apparently, because we take higher amounts of insulin to keep our sugars at goal, our body views those insulin levels no differently than if they came from the ole pancreas. High insulin scrambles our Pituitary gland, and we end up making more testosterone...and then growing chest hair. Haha...just kidding...maybe..ok not...or am I? These high testosterone levels prevent us from succesfully ovulating every month, making conception next to impossible.

Common medications used to treat PCOS include birth control pills. Nothing is sadder than the day you are told you have to take BCPs for 3 months before you can try having a baby...seems backwards, right? Infertility certainly ain't fun. I was lucky to have found a wonderful support group with 4 AMAZING ass women who were going through issues similar to mine. All 5 of us now each sport 2 children, respectively, and aren't too bad looking for it, if I do say so myself ;) It was so nice to commiserate with others that were dealing with the constant nag of diabetes, which is then compounded by a diagnosis as devestating as infertility. As I watch some of my patients begin this long road of fertility issues, I long for them, have the utmost sympathy...and empathy... for them and wish that everyone could be pleasantly surprised by a positive pregnancy test at home. Not us. We are juiced up on hormones, we undergoe surgical & radiological procedures that are both uncomfortable and humiliating, suffer through periodic blood draws, spending thousands of dollars out of our own pockets, and dealing with the constant angst over "will this work for me? what if it doesn't?". Not that, in the end, it is all worth it...but many "fertiles" as we refer to them, will never know how much I went through for my children. So forgive me for being annoyed when you brag about your super fertile powers, and being able to get pregnant on the first try. I would love to be happy for you...but I'm too busy plotting punching you in the thyroid.

Another tip I can share in my dealings with infertility: Find a reproductive endocrinologist. A GREAT reproductive endocrinologist. Don't let your regular ole OB/Gyn fiddle around with your hormones and life for 6 months, when you could be in the hands of a specialist. I was SO fortunate to have found the amazing doctors and staff at Houston Fertility Instituite (832-838-5100). I have never hesitated to send a patient, friend or family member here, because I know they will be in the best hands possible. If you can't trust your RE...find a new one!!!

Something that is NOT for joking is a type 1 diabetic woman's higher incidence of children born with birth defects related to uncontrolled sugars. Yes, if you have horrible sugar control, you can actually cause your developing baby to be born with a horrible defect. Scary shit, ya'll. We want your A1c under 6.0% FOR A REASON. I've seen some awfully scary things, and wouldn't wish them on my worst enemy. So if you have type 1, a pregnancy should be something you plan..not an OOPS! Your glucose levels needs to be in line, you need to be taking a prenatal vitamin, and you need to include your OB and Endo in on your decision to procreate. (I will now step down off of this soap box...does soap even COME in boxes that can be stood on, anymore? Someone go look that up for me...).

Soooo, have fun, control your sugar, wear a Jimmy, or don't, just be prepared, ya'll!!

Love, Nurse Kelley

Friday, September 30, 2011

Friends in low places....


I'm popular. I have lots of friends. Well, sort of. I have lots of FaceBook friends, but only see about 50 of them in any given year. I do, however, have a handful of close friends that I cherish deeply. Most are evil bitches, such as myself, with sick senses of humor and husbands that run the other way when we are all together. To me, my diabetes is an after thought. To some of them, its something unknown and scary at times. This, I find fascinating.
My bestest friend (lovingly referred to as my Nestor) and I attended nursing school together. So she has a medical background, and a pretty decent grasp on the whole 'betes thing. She's tested my sugar and administered insulin while I was in drunken stupors, she makes fun of me when my pump tubing gets hung up on things, and she feeds me when I'm low. It ain't no thang to her.
On another front, I have a newish friend, one whom I get along with like she was my and the Nestor's long lost triplet (scary, huh?). She has a medical-like background, but no experience with the 'betes, other than drawing labs on patients that require testing. I have been very surprised at the level of discomfort I have placed her in when describing a glucose of 32 mg/dL...or 500 mg/dL (I had a bad pump site, NO judging).
I'm an educator...eradicating diabetic ignorance is my thang...so why do I find educating my new friends about my chronic disease so awkward?? Do I sit her ass down and give her "Diabetes 101"? Do I print out info from JDRF? Or do I let her wing it, and learn as we go?? WhyTF am I struggling with this? And how do I assure her that my almost 20 years of experience as a diabetic is legit, and she doesn't have to call Dr. C when I look like I'm about to fall over or puke?
I laugh, because SO many people are diabetically naive, and some of the things that people believe to be true, are total CRAP! Just yesterday, Dr. C and I celebrated the fact that we haven't assassinated one another all week (I've been working as his nurse) with a jumbo cupcake. ANOTHER Dr in our practice passive-aggressively berated us! Said there was something "wrong" with 2 insulin pumpers eating cupcakes, and that it didn't exactly set the right example. I almost flew across the counter. UMMMM oh yeah??? Well my MoFo cupcake was good, and I'll eat another one in front of you, just because I can (please make it red velvet, this time)!!!! But then I get annoyed that my new friend brings me a peach bellini mix with 8,000 carbs in it. How DO I set the right example? How DO I reach this happy medium??
SURE!! I can eat cake and drink alcohol, but No, no thanks...that sushi roll makes my sugar spike so I can't eat it...oh, and that bellini mix, no way...I'll go sky high. Am I making this up as I go along? Does anyone else do this???

Maybe we need to set up a "New Friend Orientation 101 Basics, Version 1.1" for all new peeps in our life? Heck if I know. But if so, I'll bring the cake and margaritas!

Love,
a confuzzled Nurse Kelley

PS. Dr. C just told me I looked "off"...well maybe because my sugar is 49...so YES, I just wrote this ENTIRE post under the influence of hypoglycemia...Yeah, I kind of rock like that.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

The sick of it all


So, I'm sick. No, not with diabetes. Diabetes is just that little thing in my life that has given me everything I love in my life. I'm actually sick, with something that does not want to live in my stomach, apparently. RUDE.
So enough about my ass and vom problems. It has just made me think about a little thing us edumacators like to call "sick day management". My sugs have been elevated, I've had ketones...and not really wanted to eat much. At least it's not the herpilie erpolies. Still not fun. I've been hydrating and cranking up the temp basal, and sipping some Vitamin Water Pure, low carb, but has electrolytes and vitamins, and isn't too sweet. Golden Pineapple is my flava fave! In fact, you should buy me a case and send it to me, it's the least you could do.
Are you up on your latest sick day plan? Parents, do you have pedialite, Gatorade, ketone strips? Having these things (and knowing where to find them) could save you a trip to the ER for ketosis. For habitual vommers, I will even give them an Rx for Phenergan suppositories (as in, insert per rectum) to have on hand, and several patients have said they are literally life savers (no, not the candy...the rectum invaders...well, I guess we COULD call em rectum candy...but I digress).
Also, keeping your Endo or educator in the loop is a good idea. I had a mom, cool, calm and collected, shoot me a text about what was going on with her daughter this weekend.....that way I was aware and could intervene if needed. Your endo's office may have a nugget of info that is down right helpful in the event of an illness.
If you aren't familiar with any of what this post is referring to, make it your priority to speak with your Endo and/or educator about it at tour next visit.
Happy hump day!

Peace, love & 'betes, 
Kelley

(PS. I may, or may not, have written this in the bathroom on my iPhone)

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Eat Me


Soooo my Book em, Danno post about telling people to shove off in regards to a T1's diet was quite popular. It has also raised some questions and concerns.

Why do we get, essentially, punished for lowering the sugar content in our diet? For instance, say Momma wants a Sno-Cone, why am I charged more for the sugar free variety? So I did a little research. A pint of Bahama Mama syrup (sweetened with sugar) is $6.25, the sugar free variety is $8.25. BULL shit. So my fat ass saves money...for continuing to be fat?? This blows my mind.

Also goes a long with the sweet vs. un-sweet tea. "Unsweetened" implies that a special un-sweetening process has been applied to previously tea sweetened with sugar....no? In the last year, suddenly, I'm served mother effing SWEET-enough carbs to equal TWO pieces of white bread-FUPA causing-TEA. Why is this??? Is America not fat enough??? And some are excusing it as "ohhh hwellll, we are jusssst Souttthherrrrn...", oh yeah? Because 50 years ago we weren't diagnosing type 2 diabetes in tweens and teenagers. So when you are out, with your grossly overweight family, please refrain from ordering your children SWEET tea. Water or milk should suffice...and will wash down those chimichangas just fine.

And DON't get me started on High Fructose Corn Syrup!! Arrrrghhhh!!!

PSA: All diet drinks ARE sugar & carb free, Caffeine free varieties ARE NOT sugar free...why is this so confusing?

WHEW...ok...I should breathe...haha Rant: OVER.

Peace, Love & Diabetes,
Nurse Kelley

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Its all fun and games...until somebody gets eaten


So this post is going to address a very serious subject affecting diabetics EVERYWHERE. What is so serious and requires your utmost attention?? Yes. Zombie Apocalypse. Yes, I went there. I'm adressing it. Here and now...finally. Well....sort of.

This summer I have had a high number of insulin pumps malfunction. Mainly Medtronic Revel's and OmniPod pods. The companies don't feel like adressing my concerns, so I guess I will blame it on the heat (I'm in Texas...we've had several weeks in a row of >100 degree heat!! You should visit). Anyshit, I have been inundated with patients having to call the helplines and request new pumps, pods or PDMs. And it is SHOCKING how many of them (95% if my genius ass had to guess) that have NO idea what their settings are. Or have a backup plan. Or even know what to do! C'mon, guys.

1. We went over it in your pump training & follow ups
2. You have RXs for long acting insulin
3. What would you do if you didn't have your educator's cell phone number and could test her anytime of day or night????

Emergency preparedness is a real thang, ya'll. Hurricanes Katrina and Rita was proof of that. Our area was filled with our coastal neighbors, and many of them had been without diabetes medications, testing supplies or pump supplies in days. We donated what we could, but it was shocking how many of these refugees had no idea 1. What medications they were taking, let alone the dose 2. That without these medications, their sugars would run amok 3. That you can't reuse ONE pump site...indefinitely. Some sad shat, yo.

I challenge you, as diabetics, and parents of diabetics, to make sure you have an emergency kit, including all of your pump settings, supplies, and contact information for your healthcare provider, inside. Have it in a central location, that is easy to find, in case of an actual disaster.

Crap happens, and I understand that. Dr. C and I were attending the 2009 Scientific Sessions of the ADA in New Orleans, and discovered we had BOTH run out of Novolog, AND had not packed enough pump supplies. Oops. Good thing there was 1,000 reps i attendance, as well, to bail us out!!!

Try not to have nightmares...and be prepared.
Peace, Love & 'betes, ya'll.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Book 'em, Danno


Sooooo, one day last week I was standing at a counter in my office (that we share with 5 internal medicine docs), and it was early, clinic had just opened. Often times, in lieu of coffee, I will have a diet something-or-another. This morning I was enjoying a Cherry Coke Zero. Now, in efforts to liken it to regular Coke, I think Coca-Cola has changed the print on the can to look more like the "leaded" variety. I was visiting with my administrative assistant when one of the docs walks up and clears his throat, I look up, and then he nods at my can and says "Ummmm, should you be drinking that??", to which I point out the "Zero", and he replies, "Oh..Ok...just checking". WHAT THE FRENCH-TOAST. So what?! What if I HAD been drinking a "regular" Cherry Coke?? I have type ONE diabetes, its my right to eat whatever the flip I want...when I want...and for you to MIND YOUR OWN BUCKING FUISNESS!!!!

Nothing enrages me more than to be given a blanketed opinion regarding my diabetes. Type 1s account for less than 10% of the diabetic population, almost all publications and media releases are targeted for the other 90+%...TYPE 2s. THEY watch their diets, THEY cut out table sugar, THEY take pills....I however, have a gland that doesn't produce ANY insulin, so I do what a pancreas would do: I match my insulin to my carb intake. Does this mean I should be drinking a regualr Coke? Not really...I have enough dimples in my ass. And as most of you know, insulin can, and will, make you fat if you aren't careful. Its my first inclination to become angry, shake my fists and throw things at uneducated people's heads.....when really all they need is a little education.

Hi, My name is Kelley...YES, I can eat that...YES, I took my insulin....YES, my doctor knows about it...and YES, I would like to punch you in the thyroid. I don't need the Food polic, or the blood sugar police....that's what Dr. C is for...he is my endo, and I try to discuss my food and sugar issues with HIM, and him only. Would you walk up to an obese person and ask them if they should be eating that donut? Or a hypertensive patient and ask them if they should be eating that soup? UM no. So why is it that people feel so entitled to call out diabetics? Its mind baffling.

So, sports fans, how do you deal with the food/diabetes/blood sugar police? I'm looking forward to reading these responses!!!

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Excessive Compulsive


No...I'm not dumb...I may be blonde, but I'm certainly not dumb. Excess. Yes...it's ruining society. But for blogosphere purposes, I shall stick to discussing the excess that pertains to those of us blessed with the 'betes.

In the wake of leaving Company X, dealing with sick kids, coming back to private practice AND being a badass in general, I have dealt with some wonky ass blood sugars as of late. Stress is a bitch. I have the highest A1c that I've had in over a decade. NOT.HAPPY. Anyone know a good endocrinologist?? (Haha just joshin ya, Dr. C). So, yeah...pure suckage on my part. There would be days when I would be getting ready for bed and realize "Holy shitballs!!! I haven't tested since yesterday!". What a douche canoe.

On top of having craptastic control of my sugars, I've also been hopelessly insomnial (did I just make up a word?). No sleep. Dumb sugars. Big life changes. On the upside, I've been able to avoid a massive yeast infection. SCORE.

Thank God for my boys. They keep me sane. They ground me and make every ounce of suckage totally worth it. My friends and family are pretty decent, tambien. So, in spite of all of this suck...I turned to drugs. Yes. Drugs. Well...ok, they are prescription drugs. And also, non habit forming. Ok..shit...I took home some prescription sleep aides. Seemed like a good idea at the time. Put the kids down, kiss Dr. C g'night, pop a pill, wake up pissing sunshine & shitting unicorns. Little did I know, sleeping pills + my diabetic self = no es bueno. They said "Eff you, CrumpNstuff". Asshats.

It all started with my lifelong problem with overnight hypoglycemia, and my eternal affinity for cookies and milk. As any type 1 knows, stopping at 15 grams of carbs to treat a low ain't easy, ESPECIALLY at night. Add a sleeping pill to the mix, and holy McEffBalls, batman! I wake up with an empty package of Graham crackers, a milk mustache and maple syrup for blood. Yet, I wasn't too intoxicated to check my blood glucose to verify my nocturnal hypoglycemia. Dumb. So this has actually happened a handful of times...sleeping pill...night time low...binge eating correction...wake up in the 300s with a fuzzy recollection of said events.

It is SO hard to stop at just 15 grams. It's hard for my patients, too! The body's alarm system (a rush of stress hormones) is TOO effin efficient. Our body is told to eat to treat the low....problem is, hormones don't speak English. El problemo, Houston. How are we to trust that this tiny amount of juice or food is ENOUGH? When you are low, there's no fighting that feeling of urgency. Cookies NOW inside my stomach MILK, no JUUUUICE...wait, didn't I buy candy DAMMIT it's in the car, but oooooooooo I could eat the shit outta some fruit roll ups..yeah, so you know what I'm talking about.

Since I'm the "expert", I recommend 15 g juice boxes (my fave are Apple & Eve), your fave mini candy or 100 calorie packs if your low isn't too shabby. You also can't go wrong with the ole fashioned glucose tabs, unless they are Sour Apple or Watermelon....well, because, that's just plain diirrrrrty.

So, blog fans, how do you combat this issue? Pad locks? Bed restraints? Food police? Hit me back with your input.

Stay classy, insulin army,
Nurse Kelley

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

I'm Baaaaa-aaack


Me + Corporate America = Epic Fail

Apparently my cursing, drinking and smart assing is frowned upon in this eastablishment! That, and I wasn't able to follow the 400+ patients I have seen over the years through Dr C's practice. Not to mention I was spending time away from my spawn, and I hated that! Product X did me wrong, so I left! Simple as that. I will miss the money, but that's about it.

Dr. C is heavy into Medtronic pumps, and had slowly started prescribing more of Product X, so it will be interesting to see where that dynamic goes. I learned that endo offices are ALL soap operas, not just mine...so that was reassuring!

I love to talk, flirt, joke and be loud. That's me. I incorporate myself into my diabetes teachings, and I think that is why I have done so well in this arena. I have always maintained that to treat diabetes you need insulin, education and a little humor. So to be told to not be myself, to clean up my FaceBook page, to refrain from posting on my blog or writing my book...it was devestating. I belong in a place where I can be myself, my patients have full access to me, and can call me whenever they need something. That's the way, uh huh, uh huh, I like it.

I had first thought it was a mistake to leave Company X, but the love and open arms that awaited me at BVEndo was heart and soul warming. Such an affirmation that I am where I need to be, with who I'm supposed to be with and that I'm doing the right thing. PLUS, camp is coming up!! Wooohooooo!!

So, I know this post is boring, but I'm just getting my toes wet again, and am so happy to be able to post again RESTRICTION FREE!! If you have anything you would like me to post on, I am always open to suggestions!!!

Love, Nurse Kelley

PS.
Effa YOU, Company X!!

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

How low can you go??


Hypoglycemia. Low. A diabetic's worst nightmare, no? The one thing parents of kiddos with diabetes fear most. At camp, its the one HUGE thing we attempt to avoid for the 6 days we have the rugrats. A new diabetic has heard horror stories, everyone (wrongfully) thinks this is why Julia Roberts (I KNOW...I mentioned her AGAIN) dies in Steel Magnolias...wrong. A good friend of mine will let a hypo event rob him of several hours of his life...he is overly dramatic about them (thank you, hormones) and then over treats (hello hyper!), and will bitch, moan and complain about the fear of dropping low again....until it happens....again. Makes me want to choke him. Why all the drama? Why all the fear? How many diabetics do you know, personally, that have kicked the bucket from a low? Now, its not unheard of, and those that have passed in this manner, its absolutely heartbreaking...but honestly, its not something I let ruin my day.....

That is, until this past Thursday. Had an appointment with my orthopedic surgeon...lunch, earlier that day, was a bistro and glass of wine for my BFF's b-day (SHOUT OUT TO THE NESTOR!! COLLLLLAAAAAA), and the partial loss of my voice due to viral laryngitis. Typical day, right? Well, as Dr G is getting my x-rays, I start to feel the quickening pulse and sweaty, light headed feeling that precipitates my lows. So, as a responsible diabetic, I grabbed the glucose tabs out of my purse (These are my FAVE, they taste like sweettarts, and are 1 gram of CHO each ), popped a few...and after a few minutes, the feelings began to dissipate. So, Dr G goes over my xrays, and as we are in the exam room, I began to feel like I was in a tunnel...started to see stars...and the next thing I knew...I awoke in his arms....super romantic, right??? NOT. I was low enough that I couldn't tell the nurse Dr. C's #...low enough that I couldn't speak at all...so I did the next best thing, I started crying!! Thankfully, I was OK, and in the same hospital professional building as the hubs, so he got down there...and proceeded to laugh at me. Yeah. A-hole. I believe the combo of being sick, the alcohol, my use of off label Metformin and not wearing my CGM all contributed to my dramatic lowness.

Its said that an average diabetic, diagnosed in childhood, will drop low between 5,000-15,000 times...in a lifetimes. Dude. Technically, a low is not considered a low until less than 70 mg/dL (3.8 mmol/L, eh?), and some freakkin docs don't consider it low until less than 60...jerkoffs. Something I always aim to explain to my patients is that symptoms can occur, not because of the number, but because of the fall. So lets say you drop from 140 down to 85, in less than an hour..that's at a rate greater than 1 mg/dL per minute...which is quick! Even just that plunge can trigger the symptoms of an actual low sugar. This is where continuous monitoring comes in handy. Having rate of change, predictive and low/high alarms is the only way some diabetics can function. I have been wearing my sensor since Thursday...and I have to tell you, it may be a pain in the ass, but the amount of data made available to me is mind blowing. The thought of bedside screens, displaying this data from another room, or a vehicle that won't start because it senses your sugar is too low, this is the wave of the future, guys!!! Diabetes has come so far, and its amazing to be a part of it all, but yet, we have so far to go. So lets just keep on keepin on, diabetic friends.

Love, Kelley


PS. To all of you Divabetics out there, please remember to always be prepared for a potential hypo. Make sure your Glucoagon Rx is current, that you have at least 15 grams of FAST acting (Not peanuts or Cheerios...you know who you are), this can be 4-6 oz of juice (I love toddler juice boxes for this reason!!), glucose tabs, Smarties, cake icing (Not the can, the tube...duh), and even a follow up snack can be a good idea...Thank you, Sam's & Costco, for your overly large boxes of granola bars!

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Bluuuueeeeee Bayouuuuuuuuu



So when I Googled "diabetes and depression", an interesting thing occurred. First, EVERYTHING was centered around type TWO 'betes, and secondly, several articles stated that diabetes increases your risk of developing depression, and that depression increases your risk for developing diabetes. Hmmmmph. That's...well...depressing!!

For some reason, depression has always been viewed as a taboo subject. Whyyyyyy? It's so common! Over 14 million peeps are clinically depressed in the US. You would think we would all want to commiserate!!

I think my demons were especially difficult to deal with as a teenager, when the dark thoughts crept in. My A1cs were in the double digits...I was drinking...and doing things to my body that were just not healthy. So, not only did I feel like crap physically, mentally I wasn't fit either. Thus began my parent's tug-o-war battle with my life. Endos, psychologists, pediatricians, psychiatrists...I had given up and didn't give a shit. Well I did..as long as it had to do with classic rock, Vodka, the Internet, my friends and older boys. I was a mess!!!!

I eventually got my act (somewhat) together, and made it to college, where I chose my path to become a nurse. Good thing...because I think I'm quite good at it ;-) I still fight with those same demons that haunted me as a 16 year old, though...and have had some pretty effing heavy confrontations with severe post partum depression. Yay for my world class psychiatrist and top dollar pills! Bottom line...as a diabetic, you should be in tune with your body...this includes your head. Diabetes SUCKS...and being faced with a life plagued by a chronic disease can be quite the sugar pill to swallow. Talk to your family...friends..Endo..ob/gyn...teller in the bank drive through...just know, YOU ARE NOT ALONE!!!! There is therapy with a counselor, support groups, girl's night out and medications...utilize one, or all, of them. Without the help of my friends and doctor, I would be up a creek right now. My kids deserve the best me I have to offer, and I didn't want to leave my bedroom. I love them, I love myself, and I'm learning to kind of like my diabetes (which I neglected during themost severe period of my PPD....experienced highest A1c in over 10 years...eeeeeeek!!!).

I want y'all to also realize that the body is a very complicated mess. High or low sugars during the day can cause feelings of fatigue, depression and anxiety....wacky sugars overnight can keep you up, depriving you of sleep, which ain't good for your head....stress revs up your body's stress hormones, which in turn raises sugars and makes you feel hungry (bull shit!!!!!!!!). So very much about you is tied to..well..everything else!!! That pesky gland, the thyroid, can also cause feelings of depression or anxiety...so make sure your doc checks it out at least once a year (a Hashimoto girl, here!!! I tell my parents they genetically screwed me). Low vitamin D levels have also been shown to aggravate depression, so make sure you ate getting your 10 minutes, naked, in the sun daily....or you can take a supplement. I personally take 2,000 IUs per day, and a 50,000 chewable (Replesta..ask your pharmacist) every 2 weeks. Chit chat with your doc about your own dose suited for your needs.

That's all I got! Was feeling a little blue this week, and didn't receive much relief...thought writing about it might be a little cathartic...and also give some others hope, and let them know they aren't alone out there!!!