You know that old saying “When shit happens, it really happens” well, this weekend was one of those weekends. It started early Saturday morning, I got up and Dan was still in bed, when I heard this loud, tumbling sound in my bedroom, I came running into the room, I thought something happened to Dan. He was okay – just laying there with a look on his face, I asked him what was that noise, and he just pointed to my closet (a big 10ft closet). Yes, my total closet had collapsed – everything had fallen off the walls, so bad I could not even get the door open. So now all the work I just did – rearranging the closet for change of seasons was a complete waste. So Dan and I laughed (he teased and laughed – I wanted to cry, especially because this chore is my lease favorite one) we got dressed and headed to Home Depot to repair my closet,,,,,,In the back of my mind – I had this big fear the other 8ft closet was next to go….So we decided to redo both of them (and a good thing – it was minutes from tearing from the wall). So that is what we did all weekend, and then we went for power walks for one hour each day, got plenty of fresh air, Dan did all the mulching, and I continue to do my weekend chores, and cooking. I had several lows, one which was scary for me, Dan was outside mulching and I dropped down to 29 and just could not get myself together to get help – it took me about 35 minutes to pull myself together and manage to get to Dan.. This reallly scared the hell out of me. I was so sweaty and disoriented,,,,,,I can not even tell you what I did before or during……not much , because I am still doing my closets. Since that low, I have had a terrible headache that will not go away and my stomach is constantly upset, everything I eat hurts. It just sucks!!! I feel I am in slow motion.
Today, started a new week, I still have the symptoms from the last bad sugar low. I do not get it, my sugar is all over and I just feel so off. I find myself coming out of lows that I did not know were happening and when I catch them- I can not recall what I was doing before. I really feel like I am loosing my mind completely – I am afraid to speak at times – because I have a hard time finding the words to express my thoughts…..not to mentioned feeling miserable mentally, physically, and appearance – forget that – another mess; between my face being puffy, eyes tearing……the word UGLY fits. But I guess I should not complain – as people tell me, you are alive……my answer – great, be me for a couple of days, or even one and see how lucky you feel. I am sorry – I am just venting. Tomorrow will be better I hope……..going to be trained on new pump.