I have completely befuddled my GP. I am taking Metformin and insulin to control my Type 1 diabetes. I might as well have said I’m going to start walking on my hands in order to protect my feet from damage. His first thought was that I have suddenly morphed into a Type 2 diabetic, having… Read More »
I often (well, only really when it gives me a theme for a post, but go with it) think that playing at being a pancreas is a bit like playing poker. You need confidence. You have to bluff your way through and show no weakness when it comes to gambling on that extra bolus to… Read More »
I think a unit of insulin is a huge amount. One too many is the difference between me waking up and going to work, or waking up drenched in sweat jibbering complete rubbish and scaring the husband. Equally, a unit less than I needed for dinner is the difference between a very pleasant evening with… Read More »