Oh man, once again, I went to class on Tuesday morning. (Obviously) Hatha Yoga was our first class at 7:30am. (too early!) It was a great class, soo relaxing…I love the last ten minutes…we signed in, gathered our stuff, and we only had 10 minutes to get across campus and into the music building, up to the second floor, down the hall and in the class by 8:30…Jackie walks very fast, and I was trying to keep up with her. Normally I can, and even beat her there, but not today.
No. I didn’t test my blood sugar after Yoga, and I notice now that I really should have. I sat down, and then started feeling the low. I reached into my backpack to find my tester bag…thankfully it’s in a bright bag, otherwise, there would have been a major search for it! I tested my blood sugar.
8:24am: 41 mg/dL. All i could think of was oh my goodness…..that’s really low. I took out the bottle of orange juice in my backpack, leaned over and whispered my number to Jackie who took out the bottle of orange juice that she was also carrying, just to be safe, and asked if I had turned my insulin pump down. Yes, it’s 0.1 for an hour. I drank the whole bottle. 10 ounces. And just sat in class trying not to fall asleep because I felt so weak. I can’t tell you what we learned but it had something to do with Chapter 9 in our book.
I tested at 9:18am and my number had come all the way up to 69. Class was out by 9:30 and we sat outside the music building. I called my mom who was driving my Aunt and Uncle to the airport at the time.
When you have a low blood sugar, can people recognize it just from your voice?
Apparently, my mom and aunt could and asked what was wrong. I told them why, and what I had done, and she suggested I test again, (Now I was 51 mg/dL) I drank more juice, since my number had dropped again. By this time, my stomach was full of juice, and I just wanted to sit there and wait for it to come up. Yay for orange juice! (ughh)
Just 20 minutes later, I was 106…and Mom picked me up from school to take me home and get my blood sugars up there. I fell asleep for an hour…and was 97 when I woke up. She took us to lunch, and before our guitar lesson, my number was 215…and i bolused for it then.
What a day. I’m exhausted!
We had a sound check at 3:00 for the Honors Showcase on Thursday night! It went pretty well, we’re act number 11 of 12, and its really exciting! Tonight should be great. Pictures up soon. I’m still trying to update from Washington, D.C. But the last couple of weeks have been non-stop busy between finals coming up, unpacking, rehearsing, rehearsing the National Anthem to record on Friday, and studying. So I will post them, and let you know how our trip was! In one word though, i would say it was overwhelmingly fun. (okay, that’s 2 words). :] I’m writing this in the library, and the cutest guy just sat down in one of the desks next to me. :] lol.
Happy Thursday! :]