Swam yesterday and it felt so good.
There was a bit of panic when my limbs were getting tired, that it was a low, but I had some gatorade and kept going.
Nothing extraordinary. 13 laps in 35mins is not any kind of record but it got my heart rate up and worked my muscles.
It was wonderful, even though I had to force myself out the door to go into town early (had to go to work after). I was endorphin-euphoric after. relaxed body and brain.
This morning it’s raining again and I am allowing myself some down time before work. Just tea and reading…
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Pissed off about ‘allowable’ test strips limits under (un)Fair Pharmacare. Went to get a refill today and was informed that I’m 3 days away from when I am ‘allowed’ more due to the alotted 3000 strips the government deems T1D need per year.
My health coverage with work starts this week so I really don’t need to worry (except right now I’m down to 10 strips and can’t pick up this box now til tomorrow..) but it blows my mind that our government has decided how often I should be testing. 3000 strips is approximately 8 tests a day… which is fantastic… unless you happen to be a human with diabetes and have, say, highs and lows because, well you’re alive and your body is never the same from day to day. It’s so fucking stupid. It’s all I can think about right now and I have to go back to work.
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So with all that earlier I didn’t do a test after my walk on my lunch break (trying to conserve strips) before I went back on the floor.
Was fine initially. Then around 6:30 I start feeling the alarm and check and I’m 3.2. Closed my till and ate candy and a power bar and feeling like a complete idiot. An hour later and I’m now 15.4.
Fuck this disease.