My name is Christina and I'm a cyborg

Well, at least that's what the definition says. I became a cyborg in December after deciding that it was the best way to get my numbers configured. As a person with diabetes (Not diabetic; I refuse to let it label me) I'm managed by numbers. I mean, everyone else is too, but in this case, my numbers tell me what I need to know in order to stay healthy. It's like a coded program. You say 85, I say, cool. You say 322, I freak out.

Well, I'll let you in on the secret here. For people who are pancreatically inclined (meaning they have one that works), blood sugars range from approximately 80-110 milligrams per decileter, 110 obviously being on the high end. When I was diagnosed, I was found to have my blood sugar in the 240s and 180s, always too high. Some people have had blood sugars in the 700s before finding out they were diabetic.

So, my goal is always to have my blood sugar in the range of 100-110, although working with the body is like working with an angry girlfriend-- you can say all the right things, do all the right things but the outcome is just not what you want it to be. Most of the time, I'm right on with the blood sugars, but I won't lie to you; sometimes I'm a mess which leads to headaches, blurred vision, exhaustion. It's bad. But as long as you catch it, you can fix it.

Like in my previous blog, I said that I started taking insulin shots at seven. When I met the endocronologist who changed my life, she said I should start considering the insulin pump. Nah, I didn't want anything hanging off of me. What if it got pulled out or stuck somewhere? What if I mess it up? It's like having a pancreas outside of your body. No, thanks. So she taught me how to count carbs. See? More numbers. In order to know how many units I needed to inject into myself, I needed to know how many carbs I was consuming. That's what insulin really helps, carbs. Not protein, not vegetables. Carbs. They're the first form of energy broken down and used right away in the body. 

After a few years, I decided to try the pump. Why not? It was going to help me control my diabetes and my blood sugar. By the way, I test about five to seven times in a day to make sure I'm on the path to being headache and exhaustion free. My purple pump does all the calculations for me and my doctor sets the amount of insulin (called a bolus) I should be getting at every hour. At night, it's lower, around dinner time, it's higher. All I have to do is put in my blood sugar reading and the amount of carbs I'm about to consume. The pump does the calculations and voila! It gives me (to the decimal point) just how many units of insulin I need to get it back to my goal of 100-110.

I have a little beeper-like apparatus on my side that's connected to me 24/7, changed once every three days and is one heck of a conversation starter. I am a cyborg. Cool, huh?

If you follow me on twitter, you'll see that my image is my pump. Check it!

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