I don't know what's been going on the past two days, but I'm pretty sure my average over that time is close to 180-200 mg/dL. It's so frustrating because I have no idea why. I have my suspects, like the homemade enchiladas that have an even more delayed carb hit than pizza. This left me waking up yesterday at 326 mg/dL, lovely. What's even more frustrating is that I was above my high threshold for more than six hours! Why didn't I wake up?! I was so defeated that I debated skipping breakfast, but I decided that if I kept drinking water as well then I could still eat. This led to me bottoming out to 57 mg/dL by the time I got to work. I kept bouncing from low to high the rest of the day.
But it wasn't just the enchiladas, but I'm noticing that I'm spiking in the mid-afternoon. Yesterday I went to a luncheon at work where a box lunch was provided. Chicken salad sandwich, potato chips, and a chocolate chip cookie. I totally SWAGed bolus 8 units, and I wound up at 150 mg/dL two hours later, but then I started spiking up to 233 mg/dL. Holy delayed carbs, Batman! I just feel so frustrated that I can't be a "regular" person who can enjoy enchiladas and a box lunch within a 24-hour time span without it sending me to the 200s.
I know that I just need to get things back in control with proper carb counting and eating foods that aren't so loaded with fat that leads to delayed carbs. Usually after days like these, I go on a guilt-ridden Atkins diet to try and get my average back down. But I know that's not the right thing to do because it will just lead to a carb binge later on. What's even scarrier about all this is that Thanksgiving is next week, and I'm scared to even think about bolusing for that.
I really am trying to keep my A1c in check, and now I feel like I've completely ruined my 6.3 from last month. It's so hard not to cry when things like this happen. I wish there was some brilliant conclusion to this post about how diabetes is a marathon, not a sprint, and two bad days doesn't mean I'm doomed for my life. But sometimes it's so freaking frustrating, and I feel so vulnerable.
DISCLAIMER: I am not a doctor, nurse, certified diabetes educator (CDE) or any medical professional of any kind. (But I did stay at a Holiday Inn Express!) Therefore, please do not use any of my postings as medical fact. I am simply a blogger expressing my highs and lows (pun intended) with diabetes. For changes in your medication, exercise regiment, or diet please consult a qualified physician.