You know that movie 50 First Dates, where Drew Barrymore forgets her life every day? Her character, that’s me most days. While I don’t forget my life completely, I do forget a lot of things. I misplace my keys all the time, forget my purse everywhere (at interviews, at work, in the car, once even in a restaurant on East Hastings; not the best place to do so) and I often forget what I’m about to say just milliseconds before intending to say it.
It’s been like this forever. I remember once when I was six years old, I sat at the top of the steps in our house for a good half hour trying to remember why I had gone up the stairs in the first place, retracing every conversation, every thought, every step I made before getting to that forgetful moment. And now, more than 25 years later, I am still doing the same.
My minimalist memory is one of the main reasons why I did not want to switch from needle injections to the pump. While I never once unintentionally forgot to jab myself with a needle (kind of hard to forget something like that) I strongly feared forgetting to refill my pump.
It’s a valid fear. I hear horror stories about it all the time – type 1s forgetting to reload their pump, and having just 10 or less units of insulin to get them through the work day, some opting not to eat any carbs the entire day. (For those of you who don’t know, insulin balances carbs, which are broken down into sugars, going into the system.) But the thing is, I don’t think I could survive on no carbs. I am a carb-a-holic. I love my breads, love my fruits, love my veggies, love my yogurt, love my chocolate – all of which have varying levels of carbs.
Almost two years in, knock on wood, that fate has not yet befallen me. What I have, however, forgotten to do multiple times is remove the old canula that’s stuck through layers of skin – sometimes leaving it there for 2 extra days, which means it’s been in my body for 5 whole days! And oh man, sometimes it’s right mangled and the skin in which it was inserted is angry red, or painfully purple.
Probably not the greatest thing to do, what with infections and all (again, knock on wood, no infusion-related infections yet) but sometimes it just skips my memory. It’s always the last thing I have to do to complete the infusion day process. But it kind of hurts like hell removing that tape-laden sucker, which is doubly secured in place with a further liquid adhesive – seriously, it’s like trying to rip off Duct tape! Youch!
What do you do to boost your memory?
- 5:15 p.m. BG before: 7.4
- Temp. basal: -100 per cent (1 hour)
- Time: 45 minutes
- 6:30 p.m. BG after: 3.9
- Temp. basal: +50 per cent (1 hour)
Tonight’s aqua running was a killer, and I am far too beat to go into details about it tonight, but I promise the next post will be an eye opener – especially for those AR naysayers. Until then, sleep well my friends. I know I will 😀