Biding my time, treating a hypo on a rainy July afternoon.
I had one of “those mornings” where a high blood glucose reading had settled in a refused to budge.
It’s hard to work out if it’s the tail end of my infection, or the fact I actually managed to do an hour’s walk/hike to our local park and back home through the cemetry and it’s a case of my body saying – ready for next time. To be fair, it was the first time in 17 days I had done more than 6,000 steps in one go – the entire total for the day was 14,759 steps. Not as good as my best ever (23,000) , but way better than my nearly three week average!
So, pumped insulin until it got reasonable, had some lunch then fought the next high. Joy or joys.
As soon as it looked like everything was working as it should, we went for a smaller walk today. Just 40 minutes or so, taking it a little bit easier.
My blood sugar dropped like the proverbial. The best thing about this is I have a clear measure of how much insulin is on board, so it should be short lived.
And of course, I have had the benefit of the exercise. Which is always important.
We’ve changed things around a little with our home rota, just because, due to one thing and another, we had got out of sync with the whole “buy it and cook it” thing.
My beloved has bought the meat and veg, and I am cooking tomorrow. A 1.647kg chicken, combination microwave roasted in 44 minutes. With stuffing, carrots, roast tatties, peas, baby sweetcorn, gravy, cougettes, broccoli, and baby roast peppers. Much of it, like the peppers, will be roasted in the combo microwave.
Quick, easy, disappears into the dishwasher, home cooked food.
We are going to see a play Saturday night, and my husband bought quiches. Is it wrong to say I’m a little put out? Home made quiche is time consuming but so nice. I’d have made it yesterday with hot veggies, and we could have had the rest tonight.
I am getting quite good at the whole rolling out the pastry too.
In fact, I’m tempted to try some puff pasty tomorrow – there’s a way of doing it, I think could make use of the pasta rolling machine I have to achieve the laminating. If not, it’s quite the work out, but should keep for until Monday, our pie day! I can make the pastry while I do the stock in the microwave from the cooked bones…
Yawn, isn’t this all too much effort – and washing up? Aren’t you being ungrateful?!
Can I be honest? The thing that gets me about homemade is that the food tends to “work as expected” with the whole get the insulin right and blood sugar thing.
I had a bit of a surprise yesterday, taking some homemade sandwiches into work on Friday.
When I said homemade, I had cooked the bread from scratch and the chicken was from last Sunday’s roast. Unlike the ones from work, I needed far less insulin, in a much simplier configuration, and it was seriously tasty.
Everything just worked like it was supposed to. Sunday roast at home is the same. I’m going to have to work tonight in a way I just wouldn’t have to had I pulled my finger out.
And isn’t that priceless?
Posted: July 27th, 2025 under Diabetes.