6:00 AM this morning I was just about to get out of the shower when I realized I had no clue how to open the door. The tiny shower in our master bedroom bathroom had become a trap. A trap that was spinning around and feeling like it was getting warmer by the second.
I finally realized I was having a low and needed to get out. A moment later I figured out which way the door swung, grabbed a towel, and stumbled to my bed. My wife knew there was something wrong since I would never step foot out of the bathroom dripping wet.
She grabbed a bottle of liquid glucose. I chugged it down and checked my bg. 37. My Dexcom was screaming at me and sounding like a fog horn. I felt like I was still dropping so I took another. I checked my bg. 45. I finally started to feel normal. Got up and got dressed and headed out to work.
On the way in I pulled thru a fast food joint to grab an egg burrito for breakfast. As soon as I paid for it and started to pull away I started to feel like I was low again. I grabbed a few glucose tabs from the bottle I keep in the door of my car and chomped them down before I ate the burrito.
I decided not to bolus for breakfast and just deal with a correction later. As soon as I got off of the freeway and was just about to pull into the parking lot at work I started to sweat and feel all those hypo symptoms I am all to familiar with.
At this point I was so angry and sweaty and tired and fed up and a bunch of other things all at the same time. I walked in and my boss makes a comment about how nice I look today but that my face does not look as happy as it usually does. I started to explain to him how I was battling a low all morning.
When I told him how I was in the shower and could not remember how to get out I started getting choked up. My coworker/friend was in the room with us and she has been around both highs and lows so she gets it. As embarassed and angry as I was letting myself get emotional I think it helped get the point across in way words alone can't.
He asked more about the balance of insulin to food, where my bg should be, why technology has not advanced enough, and how I am doing. It was a moment I wish didn't happen but am thankful turned out the way it did.
The silver lining in this is the education and understanding I was able to share. It took a lot out of me emotionally and physically but if it was all meant to help my boss understand what people with diabetes go through then it was worth it.
Oh and FYI, my Dexcom just alarmed with another low.