The Life and Times of Diabetes Girl: July 2016

It's getting really hard to turn on the news or log on to Facebook these days. It seems everything posted or linked or talked about is __ number of ______ people killed in ________ because of _____. I know I shouldn't hide from it, because I want to be informed on what's happening in our society and in our world, but if I have to actively seek out good news, or scientific discoveries, or anything positive while I weed through article after article about racism or animal cruelty, hate fueled rants against people running for President, and stories about rapists, murderers, and child molesters... eventually I just sit in a corner and I cry.

Beats me, Theoden. You ever find out let me know.

Yeah, life sucks for a lot of people right now, and I'm not usually political, but it's getting me down. Real down. Low down. It really seems like the media (in all of its forms) has honed in on the fact that people will read good news, but they will share and rant and talk about bad news until the next bad thing comes along, thereby making the media oodles of money.

Sadly, my blood sugars sure haven't been low down. When I get depressed, I eat. When I eat because I'm depressed, I usually forget to give insulin. Not even "enough" insulin. Just "at all" insulin. And last night my stupid pump setting was off (probably because I was tossing and turning all night) and I woke up with a blood sugar of 440 and eff it all. I felt awful. I was sure I was going to start throwing up and the sludge running through my veins was going to never go away.

If you've never had a high blood sugar, imagine the most hung over you have ever been in your life. Nausea. Head aches. Light sensitive. And an overall feeling of I will never forgive myself for drinking as much as I did last night and I swear to God I will never do it again...only you didn't drink and you probably just goofed and no matter what promises you make you will goof again.

Since my last blog I have forgotten to put my insulin pump back on after showering and have made it all the way to work (which is a 30 minute drive in no traffic) before realizing it. TWICE. Who the hell walks out the door without their pancreas?

Seriously.

I've also rescheduled my next endocrinologist appointment twice now because I haven't had the time (read: motivation) to go and get my blood work done. My birthday was a couple weeks ago, and there was a lot of cake. A lot. Of. Cake. Also, I am not playing Pokemon Go so I am still walking as much as I ever have, which is to say about 7000 steps a day, which is enough to keep me from gaining a lot of weight but not enough to work off the multiple calorie overages I tend to make in a single day.

To say that taking care of myself has taken a back seat to pretty much everything else in my life would be a fairly accurate statement.

But...life goes on. And everyday is a new one to remember to log my calories into MyFitnessPal and make sure I get up and start walking when my VivoFit3 tells me to. And there's little else I can do about the rest other than be the best person I can be, teach the Toddler to be the best person he can be, stand up for what I feel is right when given an opportunity to do so...and post a lot more videos that are funny, because Rob Paulsen is right, and laughter is the best medicine. You can't OD and the refills are free.

So here are some videos that make me smile. I hope they make you smile, too. And tomorrow, I'll be sure to get in some more steps and not forget my pump. Baby steps.