grace girl
01-29-2008, 01:38 PM
I haven't been posting too much over the last 5 or 6 months simply because my control has been horrible. It can be difficult to come here sometimes and feel that you have something to contribute when your such a mess. And I've been in a mess.
The basic problem is simply eating things I'm not shooting for. Or eating more than I shot for and not taking extra insulin to cover it. So my numbers have been awful. This has been driving me crazy, and making me feel really bad about myself. For months I've been waking up every day saying, today I'm going to do this right, and then I wouldn't. It's been like being caught in some horrible cycle.
Late last week I had one of those moments that you have sometimes in life...you know, where everything suddenly just gets crystal clear. It became amazingly apparent to me what was going on with me. I've been afraid of gaining weight. Period. Last spring, after spending over a year trying to get my basal and my carb ratios right (and going through 3 different doctors) I finally got everything set. And I promptly gained about 8 pounds, which totally freaked me out. I starter exercising and watching what I was eating, but at the same time I started this whole eating and not covering thing. I can't say it was intentional, and I can't say it wasn't. It just happened. There have been a few times during these months when I've had to really grab a hold of myself because I was seriously tempted to drastically reduce my insulin so I could lose weight.
I know this is stupid. I know that my health is more important than a few pounds. I feel sort of stunned to realize what has happened, that I allowed this to happen.
Once I came to grips with all of this I went to my husband and told him everything and asked him to help me. My numbers have never been a secret...I write it all down in a notebook that I keep in the bathroom...he could have looked at any time but he's not one to be nosy or butt into my business...if I want to talk about D, he'll talk...he's taken the time to learn right along with me...he knows what I have to do as much as I do. He's just respected that it's my business. And now, he's agreed to help me.
Since that day last week I've been doing really great. I'm doing what I should, my numbers having settled back down to something normal, and I feel like I've regained control of my life...I really didn't realize how out of control I felt. I have a dr's appt for next month and I'm going to tell him, too.
I've never had a problem with eating disorders, or anything like it. I was about 65lbs over-weight when I was first dx'ed...that played a huge role in why I was wrongly dx'ed as type 2. During the year and a half of that wrong dx the weight just melted off with no actual effort on my part and since that time staying at the right size has become almost an obsession with me, I just didn't realize quite how much.
For right now I'm just taking it moment by moment, and it's working. Having realized what the deal is and making the decision that I'm not letting something like this control me has made a huge difference.
I wanted to tell you all about this simply because this place played such a tremendous role in me ever getting things right in the first place, and also because if something like this can happen to me, it can happen to anyone. And maybe you guys can help me, too. At any rate, I appreciate your listening.
Holly
The basic problem is simply eating things I'm not shooting for. Or eating more than I shot for and not taking extra insulin to cover it. So my numbers have been awful. This has been driving me crazy, and making me feel really bad about myself. For months I've been waking up every day saying, today I'm going to do this right, and then I wouldn't. It's been like being caught in some horrible cycle.
Late last week I had one of those moments that you have sometimes in life...you know, where everything suddenly just gets crystal clear. It became amazingly apparent to me what was going on with me. I've been afraid of gaining weight. Period. Last spring, after spending over a year trying to get my basal and my carb ratios right (and going through 3 different doctors) I finally got everything set. And I promptly gained about 8 pounds, which totally freaked me out. I starter exercising and watching what I was eating, but at the same time I started this whole eating and not covering thing. I can't say it was intentional, and I can't say it wasn't. It just happened. There have been a few times during these months when I've had to really grab a hold of myself because I was seriously tempted to drastically reduce my insulin so I could lose weight.
I know this is stupid. I know that my health is more important than a few pounds. I feel sort of stunned to realize what has happened, that I allowed this to happen.
Once I came to grips with all of this I went to my husband and told him everything and asked him to help me. My numbers have never been a secret...I write it all down in a notebook that I keep in the bathroom...he could have looked at any time but he's not one to be nosy or butt into my business...if I want to talk about D, he'll talk...he's taken the time to learn right along with me...he knows what I have to do as much as I do. He's just respected that it's my business. And now, he's agreed to help me.
Since that day last week I've been doing really great. I'm doing what I should, my numbers having settled back down to something normal, and I feel like I've regained control of my life...I really didn't realize how out of control I felt. I have a dr's appt for next month and I'm going to tell him, too.
I've never had a problem with eating disorders, or anything like it. I was about 65lbs over-weight when I was first dx'ed...that played a huge role in why I was wrongly dx'ed as type 2. During the year and a half of that wrong dx the weight just melted off with no actual effort on my part and since that time staying at the right size has become almost an obsession with me, I just didn't realize quite how much.
For right now I'm just taking it moment by moment, and it's working. Having realized what the deal is and making the decision that I'm not letting something like this control me has made a huge difference.
I wanted to tell you all about this simply because this place played such a tremendous role in me ever getting things right in the first place, and also because if something like this can happen to me, it can happen to anyone. And maybe you guys can help me, too. At any rate, I appreciate your listening.
Holly