• dLife Meal Manager

Sort by: Relevance | Most Recent | Most Active | Highest Rated

We found 10 result(s) that match your search "high":

I find that dinner seems to throw my sugars off worse than anything! I guess I just can't help myself whenever it gets to be chow time. I LOVE ME SOME FOOD! It never fails; I'll go through the whole day and not have one high sugar and then BAM! Hyperglycemia CITY!

My eyes get way too big for my stomach!

Usually I'll come home after a long day, start raiding the cabinets and throwing random stuff together, next thing you know, I got a plate a nachos, some peanut butter cookies, and a Popsicle!

I know, I know, I am supposed to eat healthy all the time...or something like that. I don't want people to think that because I'm a trainer that I eat perfect every day! I'm only human!
(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (5)

---

I find that dinner seems to throw my sugars off worse than anything! I guess I just can't help myself whenever it gets to be chow time. I LOVE ME SOME FOOD! It never fails; I'll go through the whole day and not have one high sugar and then BAM! Hyperglycemia CITY!

My eyes get way too big for my stomach!

Usually I'll come home after a long day, start raiding the cabinets and throwing random stuff together, next thing you know, I got a plate a nachos, some peanut butter cookies, and a Popsicle!

I know, I know, I am supposed to eat healthy all the time...or something like that. I don't want people to think that because I'm a trainer that I eat perfect every day! I'm only human!
(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (5)

---

I find that dinner seems to throw my sugars off worse than anything! I guess I just can't help myself whenever it gets to be chow time. I LOVE ME SOME FOOD! It never fails; I'll go through the whole day and not have one high sugar and then BAM! Hyperglycemia CITY!

My eyes get way too big for my stomach!

Usually I'll come home after a long day, start raiding the cabinets and throwing random stuff together, next thing you know, I got a plate a nachos, some peanut butter cookies, and a Popsicle!

I know, I know, I am supposed to eat healthy all the time...or something like that. I don't want people to think that because I'm a trainer that I eat perfect every day! I'm only human!
(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (5)

---

I came across this article recently from the BD Newsletter and it got me thinking about how Olivia behaves when her blood sugar is high.

Normally, she's your average teen-ager. She's sometimes sullen, sometimes goofy, sometimes talkative, all in a five minute span. But when her blood sugar is high, she can become weepy, rude, argumentative and very, very unpleasant. The really high highs make her feel sick, but it's the somewhat high highs that I loathe.
(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (6)

---

Remember that song that the Red Hot Chili Peppers covered? Roller Coaster of Love? I always think of Olivia's crazy blood sugars when I hear that song. And this week, that song has been on a permanent loop in my head.

Starting on Saturday, Olivia's blood sugar never got below 168. She mentioned that she was running high, but I didn't download her pump information until Monday. That's when I saw exactly how high she'd been running. It wasn't pretty.

She had a high of 527. Most of her blood sugars were hovering around the 300 mark. This was exacerbated by the fact that, once again, she's been neglecting to test and put the blood sugar reading into her pump. On Saturday, there were only 2 readings in the pump. Everything else was just a bolus for carb intake.
(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (3)

---

Remember that song that the Red Hot Chili Peppers covered? Roller Coaster of Love? I always think of Olivia's crazy blood sugars when I hear that song. And this week, that song has been on a permanent loop in my head.

Starting on Saturday, Olivia's blood sugar never got below 168. She mentioned that she was running high, but I didn't download her pump information until Monday. That's when I saw exactly how high she'd been running. It wasn't pretty.

She had a high of 527. Most of her blood sugars were hovering around the 300 mark. This was exacerbated by the fact that, once again, she's been neglecting to test and put the blood sugar reading into her pump. On Saturday, there were only 2 readings in the pump. Everything else was just a bolus for carb intake.
(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (3)

---

I knew he was high when I walked in the door;

His body was twitching, there was nary a snore.

His complexion was rosy, his hair dampened black;

I knew he was high before the pricker went "clack!"

The horrible number stayed like a tattoo,

Spitefully showcasing 392.

With insulin active, we gave it an hour

And whispered a prayer to a higher power.

I awoke from a dream that Obama had won

When Susanne said, "Carey! He's 421!"

I stumbled to his bedside, my wits on the fringe;

Susanne poured juice and loaded a syringe.

I pinched some plump flesh on the back of his arm,

Inserted the needle, then set my alarm.

2:30 am - I walked through a fog,

(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (5)

---

I made a note on my calendar to call Dr. S today about the bloodwork I had done last week. His nurse told me it may be a week or two before I got results and that I could call any time to see if they were in.

 

I got impatient (go figure!) and called yesterday. After going through automated phone Hell, I got to the voice mail of the nurse. Her mailbox said feel free to leave a message, but be aware that it may take me 72 hours to get back to you. *sigh*

 

So I left a message fully expecting NOT to hear from her any time soon. I considered calling again today, but even though I'm impatient I'm not a pest. Well, maybe sometimes.

 

(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (15)

---

Things just keep getting better and better around here. (to be read in a dripping-with-sarcasm tone of voice.)

I got a phone call from the nurse this morning that Olivia had shown up in her office shortly after gym started, complaining of shortness of breath. The nurse took her blood pressure and it was 120/100. I called Olivia's pediatrician. Four bp readings later, she was 120/96. And no one has a clue as to what's going on.

She says she feels fine. She doesn't feel like her heart is racing, she doesn't feel sick, nothing. She hadn't even started running around in gym when this happened.

The pediatrician didn't want to see her today. She suggested I have the school nurse check Olivia's blood pressure tomorrow, a couple of times during the day. She also said that if it flared up again tonight, that I was to take her to the ER.

Blah.
(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (4)

---

Good grief, it's been hot here. Depending on which bank I was driving past, it was either 99, 101 or 103 today. Any one of them is too freakin' hot, especially for early June and most especially for New England. My Yankee bones don't like that kind of temperature one little bit.

 

Nor do Olivia's. She's been miserable the last few days. Weather had a lot to do with it and I've been making sure she's checking her blood sugars frequently and staying well hydrated. Her numbers haven't been great, but I don't know whether I can attribute that to the weather or to the fact that she just got dumped by her boyfriend.

 

(READ MORE)

Rating (0) 1 2 3 4 5

Email this Comments (1)

---