A week or so ago, I started having really high blood sugars. Ones that required multiple days of basal rate increases, up to 150% even. I could bolus twice for a high and eventually just tag on an extra 2 units to cover the high. It was a major WTFructose week that I just couldn’t figure out for the life of me what was going on. I even thought it was maybe PMS, and that it was just hitting earlier this time…. but PMS does not last for 2 weeks. The luteal phase of a cycle does… but not PMS.
Yesterday, as I was going back through my days and trying to analyze what may have actually been different that caused such a huge increase, it dawned on me that it had been Labor Day weekend… and also the weekend after my birthday. Guess what goes along with birthday parties and Labor Day festivities? FOOD. And lots of it.
I didn’t pay much attention to what I was eating. Knowing that I’m gluten intolerant (not the same as celiac disease), I have been limiting what I do get on a day-to-day basis. But that weekend. What-EVA. I didn’t care. I wanted to celebrate without being more of a burden than my typical trying to manage diabetes while making sure my son was also taken care of with non-dairy foods. I didn’t even attempt to be gluten-conscious… and apparently I’ve paid the price.
As I’ve gone back to my regular diet of restricted gluten, my gut has followed suit. Forgive me of talking poop here, but I can tell that the inflammation that had occurred was residing as the bathroom visits were becoming more frequent, more urgent and by golly, more gross. And not in a diarrhea kind of way… more of a “you may have just as well have blown your nose into the toilet” sort of way. The same exact thing that happened when I had gone off of gluten completely earlier in the year.
This time, I’ve gone as far as to completely eliminate gluten for breakfast and lunch, and however supper goes, I will try to limit or eliminate it, but if the meal we are having consists of it, I’m not going to great lengths to avoid it. From what I’ve seen in the past two days, it’s helped tremendously. My sugars are more stable and my insulin needs are slowly returning to normal. I can only hope that this is enough to make me really make a change and stick to it.
What does all of this mean? Listen to your body. It has things to say and can tell you what it needs and doesn’t need.