I haven’t been reporting much on my diabetes because it’s been too inconsistent and intangible to really have anything to say about it.
Really it’s been a disaster. I’ve flapped around on some combination of Afrezza, NovoRapid, and intramuscular NovoRapid. Back when I said that my evening basal was intent to reach 0, it did reach 0, and things went great for a few days but that ended and slowly my Levemir slid back from morning to evening.
And suddenly the clouds part and it’s smooth sailing. I just... knew. I told Bianca “tomorrow everything will settle down. I don’t know how I know.” And they did. Diabetes started behaving. And it’s still behaving, a week later.
You might think that my fast-and-loose management was the problem. Think what you like. I’m confident that I know what I’m doing and it’s diabetes that was that unruly. The fact that I could sense that it was finally tamed, before the fact, says something. I mean, I micro-dose a lot and I get a good feel for what diabetes is doing underneath that. But the point is that the micro-dosing suddenly became much less necessary.
Looking back over the last month, I realise now that it wasn’t diabetes. It was biadepsy. My sugars were hard to control, which turned up the pressure on my epilepsy, which played with my hormones, which messed with diabetes, which... vicious cycle. I started working harder to get more sleep, be more aggressive with my sugars, and eat a more repetitive diet, and it didn’t work and didn’t work... until it did. I got off the merry-go-round. And I’m still off it. Hopefully it’ll last a while. These days that does happen.