I'm a pretty logical person. I like it when a+b=c. I run my errands by driving to the furthest point first, then making my way back towards the house. When I write out my grocery list, it's done in order by aisle.
Having said all this, I swear I'm fun at parties.
Diabetes, as you well know, is NOT logical. It is NOT a+b=c. It's more like a+b=purple. Or more recently for us:
If a train leaves Chicago travelling east by 100 mph at 6:00 pm, and a monkey has 10 bananas but only eats 5; then what is the tallest free-standing structure in the world?
Answer: Spinal Tap.
Yeah, it makes no sense to me either.
I think in the world of chronic illness, diabetes is the crazy uncle. You invite him to the party, but you never know what you're going to get. Sometimes he acts like an a civilized human being; he can carry on an actual conversation, is quite polite and doesn't make a spectacle of himself.
Other times he's dancing naked on the hors d'oeuvres table while doing his (rather passable) rendition of "It's Rainin' Men". With crazy uncle it's always expect the worst while hoping for the best. Unfortunately, you can't turf crazy uncle out on his pale, naked hiney because, well... he's family. And like it or not, he's there for the long haul.
But wouldn't it be nice to know why crazy uncle is sometimes normal and sometimes not?
With diabetes, I don't know why Elise sometimes needs a temp basal after a pod change, and sometimes she doesn't.
I don't know why soccer sometimes runs her low and other times runs her high.
I don't know why she needs an increased temp basal on days she has school.
And I don't know why she can eat the exact same meal, down to the carb count and one day she's in range afterwards and another she's sky high.
But I do know that diabetes in unpredictable and the best answer I have is just to roll with the punches. I just wish diabetes didn't make it so hard when it comes to solving for why.
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