I will never forget the moment that I realized that I was fated to follow in my grandmother's path, dying too young from the complications of diabetes because mine could not be controlled.
Then the doctor and I agreed that I should go on an insuin pump and was given a few brochures to go over to help me decide the kind of pump I wanted to use. One had tubing and a control mechanism that was to be worn at my waist. The other was the Omnipod.
I have to say that being a well-endowed woman in her fifties, the decision was a no brainer. I'd never be able to see past my bustline to view anything on my waist. And I liked the whole concept of the Omnipod, so that is what I chose.
The first time I woke up with a blood glucose count under 200, I was convinced we had made the correct choice. It is ten months later, and today I woke up with my blood glucose reading at 100. For the past few months, every morning, with few exceptions, my blood glucose reading is between 70 and 120.
I also learned that not all places shown on the user's guide will give the same results. I have a lot of freckles, so finding a spot that is freckle or mole free is a challenge. So is the fact that while my diabetes was uncontrolled, I gained 100 pounds. and there were few lean places on my body that would work well with the pump. Eventually, l learned that my upper arms and my thighs were the best places to put the pod for the best absorption.
I am to the point where most of the day, I am in range, between 70 and 150. But, even so, I was having trouble staying awake at work, especially in the afternoons, or when in a meeting room with poor circulation. However, even this obstacle has been met and is now manageable. I simply avoid carbs during the day. No potatoes, bread, crackers, rolls, rice, noodles or anything like them during the day. I eat some, in moderation during dinner.
Most breakfasts during the work week consist of a sharp, cheddar cheese omelet. Lunch is a salad and roast chicken. Snacks are fruit and cottage cheese, or cheese slices and salami slices. At dinner, I eat only one type of carb. Not two.
No more fading out in meetings. No more feeling like my arms have been weighed down and wanting to crawl under my desk for a few minutes sleep.
I am seeing a change in my body fat, and hope to lose some of that extra poundage. And I'm a lot calmer. That feeling of generalized panic when I get shaky either from eating, or from what I ate, has abated and I feel better than I have in a long time.
Managing diabetes is not for wimps. But the payoff is fantastic.
Jan
