Poopity poop of a morning.
I totally just opened this up for the purpose of whining. Which is my favorite use of blogging, obviously.
Today is just one of those days defined by the weather. I woke up, saw the temperature is 70 degrees. Not a good, sunny 70 either. No, one of those wet, muggy, barf 70s. Which is torture to exercise in, by the way.
Went to boot camp and we did some of my least favorite things–intervals (run up hill 400-500 meters, walk down hill, repeat). But at least it was only 4 of them. I made it through that, but I think the extra exertion is what helps my blood sugar rise. It was around 180 when I got home.
Oh yeah, and I forgot to mention it was 40 when I woke up.
Well, after boot camp I went to shower. And wouldn’t you know diabetes really likes to kick you when you’re down. See, I have this continuous glucose monitor, which is a clamshell-shaped piece of plastic attached to a sensor inserted into my stomach. Due to moronic design, you have to put tape over it, otherwise it won’t stay on. I use this expensive (insurance covers it at least) tape, IV3000. Never had problems with it before–it has withheld lots of sweat and showers.
Oh, but not today! Today it decides to completely disintegrate in the shower. Massive WTF. The top of the tape slithers off and leaves all the glue behind. Water-proof glue. Soap-proof glue. Apparently everything-proof glue. Normally when I change my sensor and peel off the tape, it leaves a bit of a residue that is easily removed with a bit of rubbing alcohol.
Not this shit though. I’m going to be rubbing glue balls off my stomach all day. I put a new piece of tape over the old sticky mess, and so help me if this tape comes off in the shower tomorrow, I will cut someone.
The rest of the day better pick up. I’m skeptical though.
Oh, and though it was 70 this morning, it’s supposed to be below freezing tomorrow morning. God damn it, Texas.
