Diabetes Sucks, but I’m Winning!

So, last week I regained feeling in both of my feet, something that had been a constant issue for me since December of last year because of Neuropathy. I haven’t been doing anything special really, just eating less and more often during the day, keeping my levels around 110-130. My vision issues have also subsided considerably which has allowed me to do more business related traveling without the fear that I’m going to run over someone or cause a wreck. All in all I’ve been feeling somewhat victorious lately, I think my weight is even on the decline as well although nothing real dramatic in terms of loss yet.

Despite all of these recent victories I had a harsh slap in the face yesterday that messed me up pretty bad. I was working along, “in my zone” as I like to call it, being extremely productive on a couple of projects, when all of a sudden I looked at the time and it was 3pm (and I hadn’t had lunch yet). I first got confused trying to remember my morning and what I had had for breakfast and then what I had even had for a snack earlier that day. I went to stand up and got weak in the knees and fell back into my chair and glanced at my right hand and it was fluttering around totally out of my control. Momentarily a cold sweat broke out on my forehead and a nauseated feeling set in over me as I started looking through my desk drawers for my glucose tablets. I wasn’t able to locate them but fortunately Lanita heard me from down the hall and located them for me and within a few minutes I felt better and was able to drive home where I stayed in a somewhat vegetative state the rest of the day trying to get my reading from a low 66 up to at least 100.

All of this to say that while I’m not anywhere near out of the woods yet, I’m having lower levels and getting back some of what has been taken from me by this disease and the argument could be made that my medicine is working a little too good right now given the current productivity of my pancreas. At the end of the day I see my little boy that needs his daddy around to wrestle with and it’s the only motivation I need to keep fighting. Yeah, Diabetes sucks but I’m kicking it’s butt!