It seems that when one thing slips, it’s like a downward spiral. I totally change my health habits. As I started to test less and less, I found myself eating those extra helpings, even though I know I don’t really need it. I became less interested in checking in on your blogs everyday. Not that I didn’t care or wonder how everyone was, it was just a reminder that so many of you were following the trail I wanted to be on, but had just lost my way.
The excuses are numerous. We sold our house, moved into temporary housing and looked at over 70 homes before we found one that was “it.” My husband had some crazy travels with work (NY, Germany and Japan all the month before we closed on the new house) We had a car stop running so badly that our only recourse was to donate it to charity. My grandfather, at the age of 91, passed away. We got 2 new cars. Our 13 year old “Shannon Dog” was hospitalized and made what we think is a miraculous recovery from “old age issues” and is happily snoozing on our front porch again. I am sure that many of you have had the same experience. The true priorities of life get skewed just in the slightest bit, so that finding an oil company so we can heat our house becomes more important than counting my carbs. (not that the 2 really have anything to do with each other in the first place… but when you’re looking for an excuse… almost any will do)
We had decided a while back that this summer we will be trying to start having a family that includes more than just us and Shannon Dog. THIS summer. Agh. Time to get back into sound diabetes shape. My A1c’s are still “just fine’ according to the Dr’s, but I know I could and should be doing better. Just as easily as I slid down the noncompliant slope, I will start to climb back on board with you all. It is always harder to go up hill and climb back on the wagon. They say that admitting you have a problem is the first step.
“Hi, my name is caren, and I have been a noncompliant diabetic”
While unpacking the numerous boxes in our house, and putting fresh and colorful paint on the walls, I will also unpack my pump and testing supplies and try to view them with a fresh outlook and a renewed commitment. …. I will always set my “check your blood sugar” reminder. I will stop treating feelings (oh, I’m 120 and feeling low so I should just eat something now to prevent the low… which always makes me go up to 180 when I probably would have been just fine. ) I will leave my pill case in a place where I will see it, and rather than brush it into a drawer, I will take my little yellow friend, and go on with my day.
The trick to diabetes is that it’s always there, forever, which some days seems like a longer time than others…. But I don’t need to tell you all that.
(bzzzz bzzzz bzzzzz)
(My pump Bonnie thinks that beeping is so “1980’s” so we communicate on vibrate mode….
I’m off to go check… which me luck with getting back on track…