But then last night gave me a stiff reminder that yep, I still have diabetes. I went out to a girls' night, wine and cheese party/Christmas gift exchange. There were 6 different kinds of cheese and 4 different kinds of wine (I sampled 3). It was a great night of laughing and hanging out (and keeping two almost 1-year-olds from tearing every ornament off of the tree). I gained a bag of lavender bath stuff, which is perfect for de-stressing during the holidays.
I bolused for all the crackers that came with the cheeses, and a British cake dessert that I've never heard of before but was delicious. When I tested before bed, I was 85 mg/dL and dropping. So I ate a banana and slipped into bed. But I completely forgot that alcohol does a rollercoaster on my numbers. I had conquered the pizza/beer super bolus, but wine is a completely different story. See example:
|Yep, still have diabetes.|
I was woken up at 1 AM to a high alarm of 355 mg/dL and going up. A test confirmed I was 315 mg/dL. Lovely. I took a correction and tried to get back to sleep. Well, I've been noticing that a correction in the middle of the night is different than a correction in the middle of the day. If I correct in the middle of the night, I always wake up low. And this morning I woke up at 70 mg/dL (need to adjust my correction factor for nighttime). I sipped some cranberry juice before my shower, trying to decipher if the shakes I felt were from my dropping blood sugar or the cold.
Nothing like a night of wine and cheese to remind me I still have diabetes.