Blargh. No really.

So last night I either ate something that I shouldn't have or caught a 24 hour bug of some kind, because I was nauseated all night. All. Night. In fact, I was feeling it on my way home from work. NBD, right? Took some Pepto, watched The Voice with the hubs and took a night off of Star Wars: The Old Republic and should be right as rain in the morning. I had a lot of plans for today, too,  because I was going in to work late to make up for going to a meeting on my day off. I haven't had a haircut in months and I could use some new work clothes, but never have time to go out and do those things, so having a couple extra hours in the middle of the week would be awesome.

Future's so bright I gotta wear shades, right?

I miss Scrubs.

 

I neglected to mention that my blood sugar was low all last night, too. I can say from previous experiences that being low and nauseated at the same time is the weirdest dichotomy. You want to eat all the things at the same time you never want to eat anything again. But the hubs got some food in me and we got the baby to bed and went to sleep a little early, and I hoped that by this morning I'd feel fine.

 

Fast forward to two in the morning and I was in the bathroom throwing up all of...well, all of nothing, because there was nothing in my stomach. It was mostly bile, and all disgusting, and I hated every second of it. When I was done I felt even worse than I had before I'd woken up with that, "You know, the sooner you get your butt out of bed and get your head over the toilet the better" feeling. And of course Bandit started whining as soon as I'd managed to make it back to bed. No way was I going to take care of the dog feeling like I was so the best I could do was wake up the husband and get him to do it.

 

 

 

Long story short it was a rotten night and I got none of the things I was planning on doing today done.

 

The day after illness like this I always feel like someone punched me several times. I slept most of today and didn't go into work at all. I got up early, got the baby ready for daycare while the husband got ready for work, fed the dogs, and as soon as everyone was on their way out the door or to the food bowl I set the alarm on my phone and went to bed. I got up after an hour, gave Bandit his insulin, and went back to bed for the rest of the morning. I ate lunch, slept some more, and then the family was home and it was dinner time.

 

I've managed to keep everything I've eaten today down, but I'm still tired. I mean, I may go to bed after posting this tired. Being sick always takes so much out of me. And I'm still not sure what the hell was going on last night. If lunch made me sick I should have thrown up something, and probably before I even left work. And if it was exacerbated by orange juice and Hawaiian sweet rolls, surely those would have made a command reappearance? There was nothing, and I heaved so hard that my abs hurt when I got up this morning. I don't like not knowing.

Silver lining? I've been sleeping pretty poorly the past several weeks and today I think I started to get caught up on what I've been missing out on, so that's good. And I do feel better, so I shouldn't have any issues getting up and going in to work, where we're getting ready for new carpet and some furniture rearranging that has me way giddier than you'd expect. Also, I found that my New Kids on the Block concert tickets had arrived yesterday, in plenty of time for the show, which is so unlike GroundCtrl that I'm pretty sure it's a miracle.

So I guess I can't really complain.



Of boogers, babys and blood-tests

Yeah, it's been a while. We have a one year old living with us. Are you really surprised?

If I'm honest, thinking about diabetes has been the absolute last thing I've been doing. Do we have enough diapers? How are we on wipes? When do we start giving the baby solid foods? Does that outfit come in another size, because kids grow so fast this one won't fit in two months?

And Bandit...man, is that dog whiney. He's old, he's diabetic, and he cries more than the baby does. Poor thing is driving me and my husband nuts, but what else can we do but deal with it? He's our baby, too. At least he's put some weight back on and is a trooper about the shots. Of course he's on the expensive Blue Buffalo food now, so that means Shiva and Rosabel are too...which means if anyone wants to Petco gift card me for my birthday, I'm for it.

Needless to say between the baby sometimes waking up at night, the dog definitely waking up at night, and my pump CGM going off several times a night sleep has become that friend who keeps telling me he's going to come by and see me but never does. On the other hand, I've grown closer to my buddy coffee the past few weeks. Some days I feel like chorus to a Jackson Browne song.

Yup. Running on Empty.

The short rundown of the last couple months, diabetes wise anyway, is that I've been using the generic insulin instead of the name brand and seen no real discernible difference. I've also started using the Bayer Contour Next blood glucose testing machine instead of the One Touch. Both changes are because of my insurance, if you'll remember, and I was pretty pissed off. Now? I don't really care.

Name brand no more.

 

Fact is I just don't have time to care. Diapers, feedings (both of the canine and baby persuasions), work...I'm busy! And because baby is a foster, we also have to add in birth parent visits, visits from his caseworker and visits from his lawyer. Seriously, the kid has a fuller schedule than I do. Even if the generic stuff wasn't working as well as the name brand I don't think I'd have to the time to protest the way I would have.

 

Fortunately, I really like the Contour. For one thing it has a color screen so it looks like something of this century. It's also faster than the One Touch was when it comes to reading my blood sugar, and it works just fine wirelessly with my pump. Also helps that I've been sent two free ones over the years, so I didn't have to buy one and I can have one to keep at home and one to take with me everywhere I go like I did the One Touch.

 

It has a USB....that means it's high tech.

 

I suppose someday when I have time I'll go in and set it up so that I can use my glucose testing device and computer together to track my blood sugars and see trends and stuff. The key words there are "when I have time" which in this case really means "desire to do it." I'm often doing dishes or laundry or diapers or a multi-tasking award worthy all three when I'm home, I can't do it at work, and when I do have a few minutes to myself I can think of SO many other things I'd like to do, like, oh...I don't know. Catch up on my blogging? It has actually taken over an hour to get up to this point between diaper changes and feedings and breakfast for me and the hubs, which he was kind enough to make for me, so when I do get a few minutes to myself it's actually really only a few minutes.

 

I know, excuses, excuses. How about this- I'd rather play Star Wars: The Old Republic with my husband for thirty minutes rather than putz around trying to figure out how to download software onto my laptop. At least it's honest!

 

Be careful out there today...it's the Ides, and we all know that means trouble!