I’m not taking this sitting down anymore. Everything I’ve learned over the past 15 years in terms of mental coping was put to the test. I believe that we all need each other to share what really helps us find our way forward in unpredictable situations. Diabetes has driven home that fact that control is an illusion and given me the unanswerable,lifelong question “So what are you going to do about it?”
I sit at my desk shaking and sweating, sure signs I’m going low. I don’t have to open my desk drawer to look at my cgms, but I do just to see how low go. I push the button and stare down, but no thought follows my action. 80 mg/dL, double down arrows on my CGM, which means in reality I’m probably around 60-something since I know the CGM is slightly behind my real-time blood sugar.
I’m worried now.