I went tubing with my coworkers yesterday, and anyone who has ever been tubing knows that means lots of alcohol and about 4 hours in the sun. My previous experiences with day drinking is that I'm gonna go low. Well we had a plan to leave by a certain time and go to a certain place, but the trip got hijacked by one of my coworkers fiances and we ended up leaving 4 hours later and to a completely different spot. I had originally eaten a moderate carb breakfast and cut my insulin a little so that I would be running just a little higher than usual when I started drinking. I had juice, fruit, water, a bottle of vodka soda, and my Libre reader in a water-proof pouch. Since we left so much later we stopped to get lunch on the way to the river. We ate Chik-Fil-A and my BS was normal (107) before hand so I took 2 less units than I would normally have. It took us another 2 hours to get to the place, grab tubes, and hit the water. I started getting a headache about 30 minutes in and checked my blood sugar. 307. 20 minutes later, 387. Then my sensor fell off. Again, if you've been tubing you know, but you are stuck on that river until you reach the exit. My head was pounding, I was parched and we ran out of water fast, and I didn't have any insulin because I prepared for lows and how the hell do you inject while floating down a nasty river? To end a long rant, it was miserable. I haven't had my diagnosis long but for the most part I have come to terms with my disease. Yesterday I absolutely hated being diabetic.
TLDR; went tubing, prepared for lows but went high instead. Diabetes sucks.
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