Fifteen Minutes Can Be An Eternity

The inspiration for starting this blog was a 3am low last week that woke me up from a sound sleep. What’s the deal with 3am and diabetes? (Did The KLF know something we didn’t? In conversations with other d-friends, it seems to be a common occurrence at that common time.) I was hot and sweating, but the temp in the house was a mild 72 degrees, so that was a big clue-in that I was low.

Of course, my Dexcom CGM was right there beside the bed beeping away, so maybe that’s what really aroused me. It showed 45 and one arrow going down…..yikes. Squashing the panic, I limped into the kitchen (I’ll talk more about limping and plantar faciitis in the future, I’m sure), drank a cup of 2% Lactaid milk, and ate 3 whole wheat Ritz crackers.  Grabbed my meter out of my purse, stuck my finger and tested to compare it to the Dexcom number. It said 48. With that unpleasant confirmation, I laid down on the couch in the living room, and waited. This blog was born at that moment.

I feel like this exact same event has happened thousands of times over the past 19 years. But each time, it’s slightly different. Maybe I eat a different amount of carbs, maybe I wait a shorter or longer length of time, maybe I ask my husband to get up instead and get me that glass of milk.

Two Ritz Crackers

Two Ritz Crackers (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

One of the first things I learned as a newly diagnosed diabetic was that if your blood sugars got too low (and that number was never really told to me….is 70 too low? 51 too low?) you were supposed to eat or drink about 15 grams of carbohydrates, then wait 15 minutes before consuming  something more. I have balked against that rule hundreds of times. Been so panicked about crashing and passing out that I ate everything in my fridge, including non-carbs that didn’t help anything. But the other night, even at a true 45, I kept my head together, drank my milk and ate my crackers, and stopped at that. Once again consulting the Dexcom, I saw that my sugar (after close to that mysterious 15 minute mark), did level out and start rising, slowly but surely. I felt safe enough to get back into bed and try to get back to sleep. My last thought before sleep – that felt like a long 15 minutes.

Best hair day I've had in a while!!I’m not quite certain yet where this blog is going to lead….I just need to resolve for myself these issues I have concerning time, diabetes, life, and everything else, and hope it can be useful to the greater diabetic community, as well as non-diabetics, family & friends who may just want a little peek into our world.

3 thoughts on “Fifteen Minutes Can Be An Eternity

  1. Thank you Rhonda for this post. It is so hard to do “the right thing” (15-wait-15) and not panic. It is a wonderful reward to treat and have a normal blood sugar after a low blood sugar episode. Makes you feel so smart, doesn’t it?!?

    • It does! I seriously feel like I’ve won the lottery if, after treating a low low sugar, I don’t go rocketing up into the 200-300s. Talk about mad diabetes skills! That is one I’m sure we all wish we had more often.

  2. I just need to chime in here and say: OMG the KLF. Justified and ancient!!!!

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