Hello girls.
Today I had my first hypo, nor understand how the truth.He breakfast at 8.30 the coffee with milk and two toasts, with the 2 units, and at the time I was 162 as I said before.And I didn't look again, I already pissed off every time I see those values.And about 10.45 ate lunch, an integral turkey sandwich.Half an hour or so, at 11.15 I began to find fatal, dizzy, my hands were trembling, and above home.I measured right away and had 72. It is not a very low level but I already had those symptoms and I got quite nervous.I ate cookies and went up.But I do not explain, with only 2 units and having already lunch that downturn.
At the time of the food, I thought it would come out through the clouds, but no.Before eating marked 90, I put my 3 units and at the time I had 126. supposedly, well, within the range.But again crowded in case at 2 or 3 hours I was lowered again.Luckily, he didn't happen again.
I am really very discouraged.It is not easy for me to control that peak of the hour.The endocrine until February 11 does not see me.The header does not give it the slightest importance, it is more wants to be incorporated into the work since I was ongoing in the first risk quarter because I had two previous abortions.The midwife is disregarded and says that is the thing of the endocrine.And I am very lost.
I read you, and I see you controlling everything, even with your descents and ups, but knowing your body and how to assimilate everything and knowing how to act according to the moment.And I feel stupid, as is.Just landed in all this of insulins and others, and pregnant, which makes it even more worried.The truth, you are to admire.
I guess that downturn, because I don't even know if it was a hip, I finished demoralizing.I am disciplined with the diet, I take care of everything I can, and it doesn't matter, I escape my hands.In almost 14 weeks of pregnancy, I have not even gain weight, on the contrary, I have dropped 2 kilos and peak.
Maybe he is wearing me a little psychologically spending the whole day pending of glycemia, of what, of what is not.The punctures do not bother me, or anything like that, it is like a stress kept all day with that theme that leaves me exhausted.I try to comfort myself thinking about the baby, looking at the photos of the echo, knowing that it is all right at the moment, and it still costs me.
And tomorrow, I don't know what I will do with breakfast.If I will put insulin, or if not.If I will change it for something else, or I know.
Well, I am very sorry for the roll, but I needed to vent a little.
Kisses to all
Diagnosticada en 2015 tipo 2/Mody??
Controlada con dieta y ejercicio
Ultima hemo: 5.5