I checked my blood sugar before bed last night. I wanted to end the week on a good note. My blood sugar had skyrocketed to a number that I’m too embarrassed even to tell you all. Let’s say it was way higher than 200mg, to the point where Jean Valjean wanted me to go to the hospital. I knew that if I got in bed, relaxed, and tried to get some sleep, it would get better. I was up most of the evening with stomach problems, and probably sugar too high to fall asleep. I did get little power naps in. I woke up at 2 am, and I think I finally fell back asleep at about 4 am.
Look at where I ended up in this two week comparison. I had an average of 176 mg of blood sugar this week and an average of 155 mg the previous week.
I’m afraid. I’m in a diabetes Facebook group, and a week or so ago, someone posted that their 49-year-old family member died of diabetes complications. It frightened me. Then last night happened, and now I’m terrified. I need to take much better care of myself with no cheat days.
Yesterday, I ate a keto burrito from El Pollo Loco, a piece of chicken, and then we went for a happy hour. I drank a vodka drink and then a vodka drink with peach juice. Once I did that it was over, we then got burgers for dinner; I ate the bun, the fries, and the bacon tots. I knew I was making a mistake, but since my numbers had been okay all week, I thought it would be okay. I was wrong.
Today we are going to a wedding celebration for our friend, Elle. There will be cupcakes, comfort food, champagne, etc. I’m going to try to be good. I’ll report back to you later on that. I still haven’t taken my blood sugar since late last night, so that we will see.
I will report back this evening!