Things that go BEEP in the night.
It has not been a good week for sleep, and I’m exhausted.
I’m the type of person who NEEDS at least eight hours of sleep per night. If I get less, I do not function at the level that I should. I get headaches, I’m cranky, and I spend the day in a fog.
I know that everyone is different; Brian needs much less sleep to function, while others need more. But eight hours is my minimum.
I can’t remember the last time I got eight hours of sleep. Between getting up for work at 5:30 everyday (I’m so not a morning person) and rarely getting to sleep before 10:00pm, I’m averaging between six and seven hours per night. This does not a happy Shannon make.
Which brings me to my current state of luggage-ness. I’ve been eating like crap. I know it, and I know I shouldn’t, but with so much going on (i.e., preparing for Christmas at our house, which includes painting our kitchen and other assorted home repair projects), we haven’t had a chance to hit the grocery store in a while. With no food in the house, we either go out to eat or order in EVERY NIGHT. Weight Watchers is a fond, but distant memory at this point. I’ll get back to it, but not until this craziness is over.
For the past two nights, we’ve eaten very high carb, very high fat meals. I’ve done my best to SWAG bolus, but I’ve been way off. Each night, I’ve gone to bed high, but with a correction bolus pumping away. Each night, every hour, Dex has alerted me to his unhappiness with my BG. Every. Single. Hour.
I know, I know, I could have changed the alarm settings. But, normally I *like* the settings I use, and I didn’t want to mess with them. Besides, the point is to correct the high or low BG, not ignore it. That’s why I got the DexCom in the first place.
So, back to the story. Monday night was awful. I think I got a total of four hours of sleep. I rage bolused all night, but my stubborn high BG wouldn’t budge. Finally, when I got into the office, I was at a nice 110 mg/dl. Dead tired, but good BG.
I have no idea how I made it through an entire workday – probably because there’s absolutely no work this week and I could zone out at will. I got home before 5:00pm determined to get a good night’s sleep: eight hours minimum!
After having the usual “what do you want for dinner” conversation with Brian, we decided a quick trip to Chili’s would be best. It was early enough that we’d be able to beat the rush. I bolused, we ate, we came home, I tested, I corrected, and went to bed.
Dex was unhappy again. I was high all night. But, Oliver (my Omnipod) was also displeased. It seems that I was nearing the expiration of my pod, and it was necessary to inform me of that fact in the middle of the night. Another sleepless(ish) night. Unfortunately, I can’t be luggage today – there’s too much to do. So, I’m drinking coffee like there’s no tomorrow and hoping I can make it through without killing anymore (or getting fired).
D-technology, I love you because you make it easier to control the beast. But, I hate you right now because I’m so, so tired. Have you seen the size of my to-do list? C’mon man!
Themocracy
Don’t feel bad about straying away from weight watchers…I’ve also been eating on the run, and much too much “junk”! Once the holidays are over, you’ll be back on track and hopefully you’ll be able to get at least 7 hours of sleep!
My BGs have been RIDICULOUS. Molly woke me up at 3:30 this morning to go outside (if it wasn’t her birthday, I would have made her wait, but I was being a nice mommy) and figured, “oh, I’ll just do a quick test and see”.
290!!! I haven’t seen a number this high on my glucometer in a good 2 years. Needless to say, I was pissed. Granted, I seem to be “fighting” some kind of cold, having a little tickle cough and a bit of a sore throat, but still…290?
I’m not sure if the high readings are because of chemo or the liver mets themselves, but I have to take Decadron in a few days, for a few days, and I’m a tad concerned. Ok, I’m REALLY concerned.
I’m going to have to test every 2 or 3 hours (at least) and maybe even have to set my alarm so I can test during the middle of the night – prime peak time.
Oh, and I had to toss my ketone test strips (due to expiration) so you know where I’ll be heading today…to CVS to pick up more, along with my rx for that dreaded Decadron.
As if cancer wasn’t enough. I just LOVE having TWO “chronic” medical conditions that seem to feed off one another.
Blah.
BUT on a good note, you’ll be here in less than 2 weeks! I’m so excited to see you, although I wish it was warmer. I feel like I’m still in Baltimore. Brrrrr.
<3 you, Sissy.