This is really from yesterday, but I didn’t have access to a computer, so I wrote it into my notebook.
A pen of Lantus containing about 220 units sits usless in my purse. Every time I open my bag I notice the pen and think of what a waste it would be to just throw it out. (I’m American…these things cost money.) However, being that Cousin and I are currently on pumps, neither of us had much use for it. (And I don’t really know anyone else to give it to…)
At about 2:30 this past afternoon, my cartridge emptied out. Instead of refilling and attaching, I figured I may as well put the Lantus to use and give my leg band a rest. So I did. I wasn’t really eating too well yesterday and my BG was therefore a bit higher than target, but I just kept on correcting. I was 121 and hour before bed and 131 right before. Due to that 10 point increase, I had a feeling that the Lantus was probably a bit dead and I should just give myself a temp basal for the night. Just to be on the safe side, I set my alarm for 3 hours later, hoping to wake up. My logic was that if the Lantus was dead, the lowered basal would raise my sugars and when I wake up I would fix that. Instead I woke up, pricked, squirted, and groggily read a 52 in glowing orange meter light.
Now there’s nothing like going down to the kitchen (especially ast 4 am ) expecting to see a bottle of OJ in the fridge and instead being met by a fridge completely devoid of liquid sugar. [Note: Low last night before bed. (the night after this story). Went down to the kitchen and found some orange juice. Drank half a cup-yay! Good self control- and barely noticed a change. Then I realized, mum must have diluted it for the kids…:/] On the side of the fridge I noticed a bottle of Coke. However, upon closer inspection I realized it was diet. At this point I was shaking and sweat was pouring out of me, so I went downstairs with some hope for better luck. What met my eyes was an entire fridge of soda-except every single bottle was diet! The situation was getting pretty desperate, until behind bottles and bottles of fresca, I noticed a lone bottle of Israeli fruit juice. I quickly downed the cup and then came upstairs to eat the almond cookie I’ve been craving. [Not good hypo self control.] From there came the psychological need to eat EVERYTHING IN SIGHT. Almond cookie, lemon cookie, apricots, lemon sorbet..the whole deal. I was actually pretty good though and forced myself back to my room to wait for the low to blow over.
It’s currently 5:21 and with pump detached and 185 BG, I think it’s time to rebrush my teeth and get back to bed.
[Note: I corrected 1.5 units for that 185. Usually about .75 of a unit gets lost while I sleep, so I figured that should wake me at a pretty good number. I woke up at 83. So contrary to my beliefs, the lantus is far from dead.]