Some days are hard for reasons that have nothing to do with diabetes.
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I looked at the clock - it was 6:30 pm and I needed lemons because I’d been craving a tomato salad with olive and lemon dressing all day. I was also in need of a walk because my head was about to explode.
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I looked at the clock - it was 6:30 pm and I needed lemons because I’d been craving a tomato salad with olive and lemon dressing all day. I was also in need of a walk because my head was about to explode.
Frustrations greeted me from every corner and location - including my inbox.
On top of it, I was sad because I'd been thinking and missing some people in my life that were no longer here - and I felt alone.
I put on my asics nimbus gels; checked my blood sugar (it was 182,) dialed back my insulin pump to a temporary basal rate of 60%, grabbed a small recycled shopping bag that converted into a backpack and tossed some money and a kind bar in there.
Then I clipped my iPhone to my left hip, and with my insulin pump clipped to my right hip, I put on my headphones and I walked.... and I walked.
I walked towards the setting sun and away from the days problems and fears.
I listened to music - an eclectic mix of upbeat songs - until Patty Griffin’s “Making Pies,” came into the rotation. I skipped that beautiful song entirely, because even though I love Patty Griffin & the song - it’s incredibly sad and I didn't want to hear it.
I kept walking and a 1.5 miles later I started to feel better.
And I kept walking.
Finally, I made my way to the grocery store, bought my lemons, threw them in my bag, walked out of the store and you guessed it, I kept walking.
At 8pm, I walked to and in my front door - and I felt like a different person.
My blood sugar was holding study at 122.
But the walk wasn’t about getting a lower blood sugar, it was about walking to clear my head and to feel better - the 122 blood sugar was an added plus that made me smile ~
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