(Day #3 of D-Blog Week.)
Today's assignment is to write about diabetes bloopers. When managing any medical condition, things will go wrong. Some are funny at the time, some are funny later. (Of course some aren't funny, but we'll play ignorant for just a little while here.)
I don't have really too many "bloopers" per se when it comes to my diabetes. I do have a few things that I like to chuckle about though. For example, I like to joke that when I tell my family that I'm over 200, I'm not talking about my weight.
One story that comes to mind was from a summer when I took a power walking class. It was a small intimate group. We spent the class time one different routes around town. We'd talk about 2.5-3.5 miles around different parts of town. Before the walk, I would always test my glucose level. This particular walk I started at 135, so I decided I didn't need a snack before we began. I felt great and was ready to go. A little over half way through, I started having trouble keeping up with the group. My mind was sharp, I felt great, but my legs just would not move. I had no idea what was wrong. The group leader came back by me and kept encouraging me to keep going. The group was cheering me on. At the end of the walk, I found out what was wrong. I was in the upper 60s or low 70s and shaking.
I sat down and started eating the snack that I was carrying with me. Why it didn't dawn on me to eat it during the walk, I don't know. Denial? While I was eating my snack, my cell phone rang. Apparently my middle child had accidentally slammed her finger in the back door when letting in the dogs. I had not yet recovered from my low, but got up and made the walk home while continuing to eat my snack. Adrenalin had taken over in the boost of my energy level.
At the time I was worried, but not I find the humor in the situation. Diabetes can't stop me from doing the things I need to do!