I feel like I’ve been documenting 24-hour graphs of my Dexcom receiver to remind myself that control is still something in my grasp, even if I rarely remember what it looks or feels like.
Is there something between diabetes burnout and diabetes apathy? I certainly care about all of this stuff, but I’m still missing that extra kick that normally associates itself with reasonably managed diabetes.
What I need to do is stop thinking that “this will pass” and proactively make it go away. But how?
Moments of wonderful are far more gratifying than moments of control.
Rim shot, but I also mean it genuinely in this case.
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