I've had diabetes for about 5 years. 24/7. 24 hours a day. I deal with it all the time. I can do it. I know what to do. And on those rare occasions that I really do need help, I know how to ask for it. My mom and I don't really talk about diabetes unless there's a problem. It never really comes up with my family unless someone is making a joke just to make me angry.
This past summer I didn't have any problems. My A1c tested at 6.5. I was great.
Then the school year rolls around and all the sudden there is someone watching my every move. Someone who doesn't really understand diabetes all that much but still thinks that she knows more than me. Someone I have to tell how much insulin I gave, what my blood sugar was, how much insulin I gave, why I took some off, why I added some, why I put a temp basal on... Every. Single. Thing. I do diabetes wise has to be reported to the school nurse. It's annoying. I don't need her.
She yelled at me today and told me I have to start coming to her office before and after lunch. Which means I'll be late for my spanish class. Which is disruptive and embarrassing. And I'm not doing it. Before today I had been going after all my classes, before I go home for the day. I forgot on Friday. I forgot one day and that's it. I have to come twice a day? Uhm, no.
I tried to explain that my blood sugars have been good before lunch. That I know how to do my insulin, how to count carbs. It didn't matter. She was rude and mean and said I have to come and if I don't then she'll have to call my mom and talk to her about it. Well, listen lady, go ahead and call my mom, because I guarantee she's going to say I don't have to come to your office twice a day. Heck, call my doctor and she'll even tell you I don't have to come to your office at all (I know because I talked to her about it once and she thought it was ridiculous I had still been going everyday).
Am I wrong? Should I just suck it up and go to her office for a few minutes twice a day? What do you think? Is it worth fighting this?
Monday, September 16, 2013
Friday, September 6, 2013
Priorities
What is supposed to come first to me? Most teenagers would say school or friends. Some would say things like relationships or family or whatever. But me, personally? What comes first? I don't know. Diabetes? School? Friends? I have yet to find how to balance all these things.
Most teenagers already have a lot on their plate, but throw in type one diabetes and you get something completely different. Sometimes I just want to stop. Stop diabetes. Stop insulin. Just stop. But we all know I can't do that. I want to be a "normal" teenager but I can't do that either.
So in these teen years, am I supposed to put diabetes first? Or should I put school first? Or friends? Or somehow find a way to put all these things first?
My diabetes care is slipping lately, I know. And I know why. It's because of the school work, the stress, the friends. Sometimes it's easier to let a 200 be if I don't feel bad. I need to do better.
But it feels impossible to do better diabetes wise when I'm trying to do my best everywhere else too. Is it okay for diabetes to not always be number one?
How do you prioritize? What's number one on your list?
Most teenagers already have a lot on their plate, but throw in type one diabetes and you get something completely different. Sometimes I just want to stop. Stop diabetes. Stop insulin. Just stop. But we all know I can't do that. I want to be a "normal" teenager but I can't do that either.
So in these teen years, am I supposed to put diabetes first? Or should I put school first? Or friends? Or somehow find a way to put all these things first?
My diabetes care is slipping lately, I know. And I know why. It's because of the school work, the stress, the friends. Sometimes it's easier to let a 200 be if I don't feel bad. I need to do better.
But it feels impossible to do better diabetes wise when I'm trying to do my best everywhere else too. Is it okay for diabetes to not always be number one?
How do you prioritize? What's number one on your list?
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
The Candy Bowl
I started school about a week ago. It's been okay- more on that later. Now, I want to share this short little story with you, that I'm sure you can all relate to.
At my school, fifth period is the period with the lunch shifts. I eat on the last lunch shift (helloooo, I am SO hungry by then!). Anyways, fifth period, being the longest of the day, is also when I have my journalism class. I'm on the newspaper staff. We have our own room or "lab" as we call it. It has tables and computers and now, it has a mini-fridge and microwave. So, problem number one: All we do in that class is eat. Like A LOT. Not unhealthy things, but still, we should probably stop eating so much.
When we were cleaning out the room last week we came across a (empty) candy bowl. Can you see where this is going? Everyone was bringing things in to make the room more home-y. (Our newspaper staff consists of 9 people and we LOVE each other. We're more of a family than friends.) So two people came up with a bright idea to go buy candy and put it in the candy bowl for everyone to share. You remember when I said that we eat all period long? Well, that now includes candy. And let's be honest, even PWD can't resist candy. So ate some. And some more. And some more.... OOPS. I bloused for all of it but of course my blood sugar was still super high all afternoon. Making me super tired and unproductive in the rest of my classes. AND made my dexcom beep in class twice today. UGH.
I'm gonna have to come up with a better idea on how to handle the candy bowl. Maybe we should just eat all the candy really fast and not bring anymore in? HA. That would end badly...
At my school, fifth period is the period with the lunch shifts. I eat on the last lunch shift (helloooo, I am SO hungry by then!). Anyways, fifth period, being the longest of the day, is also when I have my journalism class. I'm on the newspaper staff. We have our own room or "lab" as we call it. It has tables and computers and now, it has a mini-fridge and microwave. So, problem number one: All we do in that class is eat. Like A LOT. Not unhealthy things, but still, we should probably stop eating so much.
When we were cleaning out the room last week we came across a (empty) candy bowl. Can you see where this is going? Everyone was bringing things in to make the room more home-y. (Our newspaper staff consists of 9 people and we LOVE each other. We're more of a family than friends.) So two people came up with a bright idea to go buy candy and put it in the candy bowl for everyone to share. You remember when I said that we eat all period long? Well, that now includes candy. And let's be honest, even PWD can't resist candy. So ate some. And some more. And some more.... OOPS. I bloused for all of it but of course my blood sugar was still super high all afternoon. Making me super tired and unproductive in the rest of my classes. AND made my dexcom beep in class twice today. UGH.
I'm gonna have to come up with a better idea on how to handle the candy bowl. Maybe we should just eat all the candy really fast and not bring anymore in? HA. That would end badly...
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Our hands when we rubbed them together after painting them for our hand print sign below. |
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The sign the newspaper staff made to hang on our door |
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