The joys of low blood sugar ... i awoke in the middle of the night, needing to go to the bathroom (another joy of getting older). As i got up onto the walker, i realized my blood sugar was low. i was weak and a little dizzy. Hopping along the few feet to the bathroom, i wasn't sure i would even make it. Lifting myself from the toilet, i almost fell over. i stood there for a few moments, balancing myself on one leg. i hopped into the next room and sat at the kitchen island chair (basically where i sit all day waiting for my stump wound to heal).
i started sweating, so i shifted the chair into the bathroom and checked my blood sugar. 98. Getting weaker, i knew i needed some sugar to boost my numbers. i made my way to the refrigerator, while sitting in the chair. My entire body was wet with sweat. i got some chocolate, in the past i would have gotten several pieces. But i am truly trying to better my health.
It takes a while for the sugar to kick in, so i grabbed a piece of bread and sat up watching a little TV to ensure i was okay. i wasn't. So i grabbed another small piece of chocolate and made my way back to the sofa, where i sleep.
i laid there for quite awhile, feeling dizzy and sweaty. A couple of hours later i was finally able to fall back to sleep.
i hate it when my blood sugar is too high, but i don't feel the effects of that (except my amputation). But when the blood sugar gets low, i get really scared. My head spins like i am drunk. My clothes get damp from the sweat. My eyes sight is fuzzy. And i'm lucky to find the strength to get myself to some chocolate or candy.
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