Madeline
Well-Known Member
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 2
So the pancreas is still limping along. I’m still on 4 units Humulin I in the morning, and until recently that worked ok as long as I kept carbs to a minimum. Minimum being 1 slice of wholemeal bread, or a 150g baked potato, or the equivalent in another carb - as long as it stayed under 20g a meal or 60g ish a day that worked. But my levels kept creeping up in the evening so I was rarely less than an 8-9 going to bed. I asked for help, and was told to add in another 4 units of basal with dinner.
It doesn’t seem to be doing much tbh, I’m not going low at night, but it’s not actually changing my levels from dinner. Should I try taking it earlier? Logically to me it feels that I’d be better off with a small bolus to sort dinner out, and maybe make allowances for the odd treat. My eating is SO rigid, I literally can’t afford any variation because I have no wiggle room. Had sushi rice instead of basmati the other night and wound up at 15.4 with no way of sorting it out apart from chugging water and peeing all night. I can’t walk it off because of the idiot lungs.
Me and the consultant and nurse do not get on. She’s very rigid in her thinking, thinks the Eatwell plate is God’s Gift and I’ve only just managed to get a meter out of her (only 2 pots of 50 strips a month though). He is very difficult to understand (I have hearing issues, he mumbles, doesn’t look up when he speaks, and has a very heavy accent. They both still think insulin makes you fat. I’m not fat, I’m not exactly wasting away but I’m steadily losing despite the horror of the fat building insulin lol.
It doesn’t seem to be doing much tbh, I’m not going low at night, but it’s not actually changing my levels from dinner. Should I try taking it earlier? Logically to me it feels that I’d be better off with a small bolus to sort dinner out, and maybe make allowances for the odd treat. My eating is SO rigid, I literally can’t afford any variation because I have no wiggle room. Had sushi rice instead of basmati the other night and wound up at 15.4 with no way of sorting it out apart from chugging water and peeing all night. I can’t walk it off because of the idiot lungs.
Me and the consultant and nurse do not get on. She’s very rigid in her thinking, thinks the Eatwell plate is God’s Gift and I’ve only just managed to get a meter out of her (only 2 pots of 50 strips a month though). He is very difficult to understand (I have hearing issues, he mumbles, doesn’t look up when he speaks, and has a very heavy accent. They both still think insulin makes you fat. I’m not fat, I’m not exactly wasting away but I’m steadily losing despite the horror of the fat building insulin lol.