The past couple of months have been an absolute whirlwind of events leading up to the Grand Opening of my baby, Dreamer Concepts: A Community Art Space. My close friends and family, for the most part, know how to handle me in times of utter chaos by subtlety bringing or offering to bring me food. I often refuse for some odd reason because I’m kind of a meal planning nazi, but after hearing the the word, “hangry” more than once I throw in the towel and allow others to help me.
This new adventure brought on something I had never consciously recognized until meeting Ryan Fightmaster. In a conversation earlier in the week, I mentioned I didn’t have to give a single unit of insulin throughout the day while still consuming plenty of food (fruit, veggies, protein and a few carbs here and there). I immediately think of my hormones. I won’t freak you out by talking about my period, but this is a huge factor as to when my blood sugar starts to go crazy. I contribute the constant low to the insane amount of adrenaline and not taking a moment to actually slow my mind or body down for more than 4 minutes. I literally ate while walking around delegating tasks.
Fast forward 48 hours – The opening is behind me, everyone is still alive and I’m slowly coming back to reality with the exception of one thing, my blood sugar. After days of a constant 70 – 120 with a few lows here and there, I start my Sunday at 52. This isn’t all that abnormal after taking back a few glasses of wine the previous night so I eat a few strawberries with plain greek yogurt and down about 10 oz. of coconut water and set off to brunch. I order the veggie blue plate and whip out my tester and am SHOCKED that my blood sugar is now 372! I shoot up right then to start to bring my BS down before eating. I enjoy the rest of my much deserved brunch and on the drive home take a moment to reflect. In my conversation with Ryan ages ago, I recall him talking about the constant low during an event where your adrenaline is spiked and how cortisol then sets in and increases your BS.
It’s all making sense for the first time in my diabetic life that one chemical/hormone directly effects another. This isn’t rocket science, but I’d never actually thought about how my body was reacting to my stress level and adrenaline. I’m now aware of the situation and can prepare/react to future adrenaline filled events in my life.
Has anyone else experienced the whiplash of a high blood sugar after being close to “low” for so long?