Changing Times

School started again about two weeks ago and I knew it was going to offer some changes regarding my diabetic health. As I have mentioned before, I got diagnosed with diabetes on the last day of school this last year. So I haven't had the opportunity to observe how the "school year schedule" affects my body until now. And, to be honest, these last two weeks have been a little difficult.

I am a very active person. Since being diagnosed with diabetes, I have grown to love moving my body and stay busy with active projects. However, being forced to sit for seven hours every day, five days a week, has definitely altered my blood glucose numbers. I am usually normal at breakfast, a little high at lunch, and in the two-hundreds at suppertime. Even with the insulin increases that I have done, it stills seems to be consistently high later in the day. 

This can create some frustration when, after treating myself with the correct amount of insulin for my numbers shown, I get lows before bedtime. It will sometimes jump from mid two-hundreds to below seventy within a few hours. I almost feel like my blood sugar is playing a ping-pong match in my body. It can be hard for me not to feel upset, disappointed, or even guilty for my numbers to not be where I want them. I have had to remind myself often that this is simply an adjustment time. I'm sure every diabetic could have a story or situation where he or she could not control their body the way they would like because of their circumstances.

I think that's the key word: circumstance. But the thing that I keep telling myself for encouragement is that it's not what my circumstances are, but how I choose to react to them. I am learning to take it day by day, or sometimes simply moment by moment. I do what needs to be done; I correct or adjust the insulin dosage according to what my record book says I have to. I don't try to tackle this whole situation to fix it because I just can't. 

Over the last four months, I have really come to love this disease that I have. But there are good days, and there are difficult days. Sometimes, it just takes some time to learn how to deal with the hard ones. By the support of family and friends, by the determination in each of us, and by the grace of God, we have the hope that we can and will keep going.