Err I wasn’t being funny, I read that as -19.2. I’ve only been living with diabetes since November, I know very little.
I read it as a negative figure as well, and then realised it was a punctuation mark. You know loads more now Madeline so don’t beat yourself up. LolErr I wasn’t being funny, I read that as -19.2. I’ve only been living with diabetes since November, I know very little.
Very early to say Carol - the HbA1c will still contain an element of what your levels were like pre-insulin, when they weren't great, so that's a good improvement I would say 🙂Good morning. This bunny is not so happy.9.6 for me but upset routine yesterday and had toast fo supper. Mine to control.phantom phone sounds( lost it yesterday but super sleuth sister phoned all shops and it’s located)
On a bit of a grump . HbA1c is down from 74 to 68. Hoped for better but at least in right direction. See nurse on Tuesday, this is the first blood test since starting insulin in early December so maybe I am being unrealistic and it was also over that difficult period of excess. (Xmas). Och well exercise plan starts tomorrow
Thanks Alan, for that positive slant.Very early to say Carol - the HbA1c will still contain an element of what your levels were like pre-insulin, when they weren't great, so that's a good improvement I would say 🙂
Hope it's a good game! 🙂Good morning to all of you suffering the ups and downs of early Spring🙂
Thought I might join in with 7.7. Don’t worry anybody, it’ll all come right.
It’s a nice bright breezy day today, perfect for footie, so I’m preparing myself for the trip to Ewood Park. Kick off at 1.00. It’s on Sky Sports today, so if you see someone in a wheelchair right at the lowest part of the stand wearing a green Tilley hat and a grumpy expression, that’ll be me. And if the commentators have to apologise for the language picked up on the pitch side microphone, that’ll be me too.
Season ticket in the pocket. Jelly babies in jacket pocket. E-cig loaded and charged. Kindle in inside jacket pocket. Reading glasses in spare pocket. Insulin pen in top pocket. Libre reader in trouser pocket. Phone in top pocket.
Locked and loaded
Have a good day everyone. I will, come what may🙂
I would say that you handled it well - far better to be a little higher overnight than drop low, especially with a small child in your care 🙂 And 7.2 is better than my 7.3! 🙂I survived! Baby was a good girl and nearly slept all night, 8.15 to 4 am. More than she has for her mum and dad! Anyways, I was a numpty again last night, BGs 6.7 at bed time, perfect. Injected my Levemir and realised straight away I had taken my morning dose of 8 units instead of my night time of 5! Can honestly say I didn’t have a clue what to do for the best so of course I ate! 2 slices of fruit malt which in hindsight wasn’t the correct thing as I was 7.2 this morning! What should I have done and should I have reduced my morning basal? Don’t know what’s wrong with me at the moment! Senior moments or hormonal? 😱
People often experience seasonal changes, either up or down. My levels are on the low side a lot of the day, so I keep having to reduce my insulin 😱 🙂Is the weather making BGs crazy? I’ve been coasting along feeling smug and now I’m 8.9. I’d put it down to a serious lack of sleep, been having bad nightmares.
Mine's nuts, I’m happily coasting along on 6.5ish and as soon as I have a shake it belts up to high 8s. Although I’ve just realised it’s still only around 2.5 rise so I’ll shut upPeople often experience seasonal changes, either up or down. My levels are on the low side a lot of the day, so I keep having to reduce my insulin 😱 🙂
How I imagine the scene... 😱 😉😡 Lost 0-1. Rovers played better in the second half with 10 men, mind. Good job they played well early in the season, otherwise we’d up **** creek. I’m a having a sulk now, I don’t want my morning chirpiness destroyed.🙄
To cap it all, had a hypo at half time, so if you were watching it on the telly, I was the man in the wheelchair eating Jelly Babies. One too many, left the match on 7.5.
Bella the feline guest took the diplomatic route, asleep on the second bedroom windowsill, and Mrs B offered me a cup of tea as I got through the door. Mr Grumpy’s home.😉