Sunday 16 June 2019

The Midnight Purge

It’s about 3am when I suddenly awake. Something just doesn’t feel right, I lay there in bed for a few minutes feeling so drowsy and exhausted but my body refuses to fall asleep again. It that hits me that the exhaustion and drowsiness isn’t sleep deprivation, it’s symptoms of a low blood sugar! I get some energy to turn over to my night stand and check the dexcom app ... 3.6 mmol it says.

I lay in bed a little while longer knowing exactly what I have to do but feeling so helpless and out of energy to actually do it. I lay there hoping maybe just maybe my alpha cells will kick in and boost my sugars up and I can get back to sleep. 20 mins have gone by now and my phone beep again ... low blood sugar alert ... I peak at my phone ... 3.3 mmol. I give myself a little pep talk that I need some sugar now as I reach my arm to my treatment drawer and pull out 2 rockets. I quickly scarf them down finally giving my body exactly what it needed.


As I scarfed down the rockets I thought how impressive it was that I felt my low so early ... at 3.6 mmol (which really isn’t a normal for me). While I laid there waiting for the sugar to kick in so I can start feeling better something just didn’t feel right. My symptoms just did not quite match what my dexcom said. I felt weaker and weaker as every minute passed by. I reached out and grabbed my meter to test... 1.8 mmol it says. 1.8??? My body freaks out at that point .... I NEED SUGAR!

I try and convince myself that i’m okay and the rockets will kick in any second but my body isn’t quite convinced. I slowly get out of bed and zombie walk to the kitchen. I WANT FOOD.... not sure what exactly I want. Some peanut butter, chips, almonds, bread, cheese .... anything in sight, knowing well I will regret everything by the morning. But my body is in SOS mode! I gather them all and sit on the kitchen floor putting some peanut butter on the bread, topping it with the almonds, chips and cheese. Delicious right? 🤢🤮