Work & Blood Sugars…

     So, today while at work, my blood sugar went horribly low, or at least is how I felt it. Stupid low, it was at 44. Im glad I wasn’t on my own when it went that low, I had two security officers with me while I was doing my job. Im glad they where with me and I was able to get the help that I needed, such as getting me a cup of orange juice and a granola bar. I appreciate that so very much for the help and not letting me pass out with seizures. As well as calling someone that I work with to help me with what I needed help with. It was a dumb thing to do but somehow I needed help opening a door from an atm which is easy to do, but I needed some help opening the darn door, though Im glad I had someone helping me, even if it was just for that. 

    Letting people I work with that I have diabetes, it helps in many ways than others, such as them knowing if and when I may need the help. Or even if they ask me what my Dexcom or insulin pump is. I explain what it is for, some may ask what it is and that’s where I come in and explain what it is and such. I rather people ask me what the Dexcom is and what is used for. In some way I am teaching the person about my diabetes and what the thing on my arm is for along with the insulin pump just the in case they may work with someone like my self in the future.

    I am very happy that I work with people that even though some of them do not understand so much about the diabetes it self, they are willing to learn something here and there, and the ones who understand are willing to help even if is just to get me a cup of juice, candy or even just some damn water. I have an amazing group of people I work with that are remotely willing to help and understand or learn even just a little, I don’t know how I got so lucky in that sense. Im grateful even my manager is very understanding about such thing as well. 

Diabetes at work…

   It’s been so long I’ve post anything here, I feel like I’ve been too lazy and obviously busy with work just like everyone else around here. If I could make this my job writing about diabetes all the time from personal experience and all I so would, but I think I’d get some type of burnout or something like that. But other than that everything good but not so good. 

   Lately I’ve been having to call off work that  I’m not able to show up because either I’ve had a severe low on the verge of seizing or after having a damn seizure that I’ve had to all the ambulance on my self. I honestly do not know how I’m even able to do it or have the strength to do it, but somehow I do. At times like that, I feel like SuperWoman and Wonder Woman all in one. Being my own hero at the worse and best of times. Like anyone of us, specifically when you live alone with a small chihuahua with a heart murmur who’s a rescue. I love that darn dog so much. 

   Anyway, getting off track here, as I mentioned before I’ve had to call off work many times before because of diabetes. Any of you that read my blogs and are type ones or two’s more specifically ones, you know how the hell it feels when your blood sugar goes down so much, you or someone has had to call the ambulance while or after having a seizure. It does not feel so good you feel like shit, or at least I do. I feel weak, that I all I want to do is stay in bed, all day. At that point I don’t even think about work.

  Sometime last week/week and a half or so, I was at work as I worker the night shift, I don’t exactly remember what time it was, I remember I had asked my manager on shift if I was able to get one of the cookies we sell as I work in a foodcourt restaurant inside a casino, that’s was going to pay for it as soon as I was able to. So he was able to give me some brownie chips or some shit. Mind you I was drinking soda like stupid, it felt like that wasn’t working because next thing I know, I didn’t know where I was. I had gone for a restroom break, at that time, I was trying to tie the apron but I was having a difficult time, as if I’d forgotten how to tie the apron, something simple that any is able to do. But at that time I’d forgotten how to do it. Next thing I know I was at the restaurant, one of my coworkers was talking to me and from what I remember, they said I needed to prep something for them, then next thing I know I was grabbing my things and  walked out of work like nothing. It all did but didn’t looked familiar, in the moment it felt like I didn’t belong there at all. After that I don’t really remember much other than walking, next thing I know I was at the bus stop where I take the bus to go home. That’s when my manager messaged me where I was. I apologized and said to him I was low in my blood department, that wasn’t feeling too well. I felt like shit walking out without a word, just like that. 

   And yesterday waking up from a nap, my blood sugar was at 30, i just woke up scared that I wasn’t boto wakes in time to take the dog out on his walk for his business. Poor thing saved me somehow, he just did what he needed to do and looks at me like, ‘ok I’m done let’s go home, you no good hooman’ I don’t know why I had to call my mom to tell her though, I FaceTimed her, so she knew I was well even though not fully there. Yes I ate PB&J sandwich and juice before calling her…I’m okay now, I’m just glad it didn’t went to serious matters, which I’m really happy for.

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                                        Piece & Love, Venuz