For the most part, I don’t feel diabetic.
I don’t think I have manic states between super low or super high sugar swings. I don’t feel overly thirsty and the urge to go potty, but then again, I drink something like two to three litres of water every day, of course I need to pee.
But the lethargy? That kicks me in the arse, knocks me down, runs me over, picks me up, chews me up and spits me out.
Could this amazing need to go for a nap be simply because I didn’t do as much walking over the weekend? I wasn’t a super star when it came to food choices, but I didn’t eat rubbish all weekend either.
The fact that I’ve been absolutely in a state of chronic fatigue all day is killing me.
Despite having gotten up earlier than normal (read: I got up when the alarm went off), I puttered about my apartment and couldn’t get my, er, “stuff” together to get out of the house to walk to work. Worse, I couldn’t get my stuff together quick enough to even take the bus. Nope, I wanted the chauffeur driven experience and cabbed it in today.
Weird thing is, my last reading after breakfast was at 5.7. My understanding (which is to say I have basically no understanding of this stupid disease) is that a reading like that isn’t bad. In fact it’s somewhat “normal”. Top it off, it’s less than my post breakfast reading on Friday in which I ate the very same thing!
Hopefully once I’ve met with the dietician, things will start showing a more marked improvement. As it stands, I’ve lost 10.1 pounds since July 1st, but tragically have maintained this past week. Better than a gain though.
Canada really needs to adopt the siesta. *yawn*