Back when my A1c was in the double digits, I didn’t really know what high felt like. Since my BGs averaged in the 200s, those numbers felt normal and anything beginning with a 1 or below felt low(ish). I could still, for the most part, distinguish between a real low and one of these lower-than-normal lows, but I never felt high. And since, for me, high was never as debilitating as low, I wasn’t too worried. Of the following list of high symptoms, the few that I may have been feeling, I could write off for various other reasons. For instance:
- Frequency in urination – I wasn’t going any more often than I normally go
- Thirst – isn’t it good to stay hydrated?
- Dry mouth – too many salty snacks
- Urination at night – but if it’s normal…?
- Drowsiness or fatigue – all teenagers are tired, right?
- Loss of weight – I wasn’t losing weight (but for all the snacks, I certainly wasn’t gaining any).
- Increase in appetite – growth spurts
- Slow healing of wounds – what wounds?
- Blurriness in vision – need new glasses
- Dry and itchy skin – genetics and dry air
And since lows were so infrequent, every single low felt like the end of the world with all of the tell-tale symptoms rearing their ugly heads. I would sweat and shake and stumble through every word until I ate my way back to feeling normal.
More recently, with a BG average closer to 120, my world has turned upside down. I start to feel high when the Dex graph creeps above 150 for more than 5 minutes, during which time I chug gallons and gallons of water to no avail and want nothing more than to stay glued to the couch with a cookie.
While feeling my highs is probably a turn for the better, I now have trouble noticing lows. I spend around 50% of the day between 70 and 90 and dip down to 50 at least once a day. But now I don’t feel low until that number is well below 40. I still have the occasional low at 65 but usually the symptoms don’t show up before Dex has alerted me to the problem, I’ve corrected with a juice box, and my number is on the raise again. So, sometimes I’d rather just turn my basal way down and try to wait it out.
But am I making low my new normal? Have I ventured too far to the other side? What good are symptoms if I can’t feel them anymore?