Recently I started helping with the beta testing for a diabetes logging Android app – MySugr. I’ll burble on about the app in a future article – *spoiler* it’s quite good – but it’s been the first time I’ve properly logged my diabetes for ages.
Many years ago I went on a sailing holiday in the Mediterranean (yes, I am hopelessly middle-class) and I took charge of writing our boat’s log book. Having the attention span of a brain-damaged gnat, I quickly bored of noting down the wind-speed, the water depth and where we had anchored, so I made up an entirely fictitious account of our journey.
According to my log book, our 32-foot yacht was beset by raging storms, we were visited by mermaids (who made us salami sandwiches for lunch, as I recall) and inevitably we were attacked by pirates in the exhilaratingly-named Blind Man’s Gizzard cove.
Our various adventures continued in the log throughout the week and culminated with us being menacingly followed by a Coleridge-style black galleon, whose storm-tattered sails hung limply from its forbidding masts. As the days wore on the macabre galleon closed in on us and on the final day it drew aside our yacht and on the deck we could see the grim, shrouded figure of…
And there the log ended.
It turns out – stick with me here – that my diabetes logging is much like my ship’s log. Making a note of every blood glucose test and bolus is extremely boring. Despite MySugr’s best efforts it’s still tedious.
Similarly there’s also the massive temptation to make stuff up. While it’s difficult (but not impossible) to add a narrative about pirates to one’s diabetes log, it’s an appealing prospect to leave out the mega-highs and mega-lows. Recording that embarrassing 17.5 screw-up or series of avoidable hypos is emotionally difficult – none of us like admitting to messing up.
However, I’ve tried my best to be strong and have dutifully recorded all the ups and downs accurately and without resorting to fiction. It’s difficult in many multi-faceted ways but through precise recording I hope I can use my accurate data, look for patterns and iron out some of those pesky highs and lows.
Now, in the meantime, I wonder whatever did happen to that grim, shrouded figure?