Carrie Bradshaw, I love you.

Found my hairstyle for prom!! I'm going to be rockin' some Carrie Bradshaw teased curls!!!!!!!!!! I love Carrie Bradshaw.

Well I went to the ear doctor, I've lost hearing in my left ear. SUPER DOOPER.
Whatevs.


My elephant is growing though!!! I thought you might like to see it's progress. (ignore the poor quality of the picture, it really doesn't look so contrast-ey in person.)

Not much to say today. It was good though!

I need more money

I need money for prom!!!!! ASAP.
I have like... $55. Not enough at all.
I'm really stoked for prom, I got an awesome dress, awesome shoes, I'm going with a group I actually want to go with, and we got a hotel for afterwards. Oh, BABY!
No, I'm not a party girl. I've only had vodka once, and my blood sugars went crazy, and I was really, really drunk. Needless to say I hated it, And don't ever plan on drinking anytime in the near or distant future. You can call me DD.
Inevitably, there will be truth or dare and all those other scandalous high school games, I can't wait.

So back to the topic, Today I'm mowing the grass and cleaning the backyard eating area ($40... cha-ching!), and tomorrow I'm babysitting for nearly 7 hours ($70... cha cha cha CHING), add that to the $55 and I think I'm set, Although.. aha, I might not be.

My blood sugars were normal except for the afternoon, when they were a bit high after I miss-calculated a cinnamon pretzel at the mall.

All is well that ends well, I guess.

Is anyone Listening??

Senior Prom: 3
Graduation(!!!): 27

Job Search

I feel unwanted. I've sent in 79, SEVENTY-NINE, applications.
Not a single response.
Not even the Rescue wants me to have Cammie, and they have made it perfectly clear.
How's that for rejection?
I don't even qualify to adopt a dog.

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

I sent in a couple more today, to be a Nanny, Swim-instructor, "bubblologist", administrative assistant, cup-cake decorator, summer camp counselor, gymnastics coach, and a cheer coach. Let's cross our fingers and knock on wood.

Lazy day, I'm in the process of a surrealist assignment for art in cray-pa. I know I'm drawing an elephant, but I haven't decided if i was to give him Banana Tusks, or if I want to give him regular tusks and have him alongside giant bananas. What a dilemma! I guess if that my most pressing matter right now, I haven't much to complain about. The pic today is of the elephant so far, its really zoomed in. The head probably spans 3 or 4 inches at the most. the paper is 18x24.

is anyone listening?

Cammie!!

I desperately feel the need to ad that I am in the process of trying to adopt a dog, Cammie. She's a special Needs dog. Cammie was hit by a car when she was really young, instead of being taken to the vet, she was tied up for months. She is now paralyzed and needs to wear a Doggie Diaper. I'm trying really hard to get her, it's a fight. they are concerned about our back yard pool, but i can easily purchase one of those quickie fences and solve that problem. Here she is.

Absence

Not only for my blog but for freaking school. I think I'm supposed to be at school 30 hours a week. I was there pretty much everyday but tuesday, when I went to the doctors, but I probably only spent 13 hours there. Ha , whatevs, the classes I go to are totally stupid.

So I have 6 classes.
Online Zoo ( I take that class from home, I only have to turn in work every 2 weeks.)
High School English 4 ( It's a sophomore class, I have no idea why I'm in that class but the teacher is giving me an A so I won't complain.)
Art ( A+, and I don't know why, haha I'm not really an artist.)
TA ( It's for a Special Education class, I actually love going to that class, it's amazing.)
World Literature ( the teacher NEVER has lesson plans. I've spent 99.9% of that class playing Uno and Poker and other card games.)
Online Civics ( Same deal as Online Zoo.)

MK, anywho.

Wednesday, I didn't really post.But, I went on a feild trip to SDSU to see their production of A Midsummer's Night Dream. Cool right? Not when the damn school is stupid and makes me be "buddy buddy" with the health tech all day. I couldn't even eat lunch with my friends, I had to sit with the teachers.
First of all, I'm 18 and I don't need a health tech to come anymore. Second, they made me carry my own Glucagon. 2 things wrong with that: 1- I already have one in my bag, just in case. 2- If I needed Glucagon, I can't give myself the injection, dumbshits ( excuse my language).
The school system is ass backwards. The play was great though.

Thursday, I can't remember what I did haha. No clue.

Friday, I babysat 4 kids. Twin 3.5 yr old girls. a 3 and 5 yr old boy. We had a scavenger hunt, made trail mix for them to give their moms for mother's day, we called it " Super Mom Munchies", which, may i add, was completely my mother's idea. We watched 2 penguin movies, Surf's up and Happy Feet, they were sleeping like rocks for Happy Feet though.

Saturday, I FOUND MY PROM DRESS!!! I spent the entire day looking. Now i have to find shoes. AND i made my mom a German Chocolate Butter Pecan Ice Cream Cake.

Today, I Felt oddly, I was dizzy all day, but kinda higher than i wanted to be. Above 150, and My Highest was 228. Odd. One day I'll get fixed( not like. spayed.. haha).

I think Previously, my countdown was a bit off.LOL.
Senior Prom: 6
Graduation(!!!): 30


is anyone listening?

Im sitting getting a mani pedi, it certainly has been a long long while since my last. Long week, a perfect way to end it.

Too late to blog. Ill talk tomorrow.

Will i ever get cut a break?

Last night:

11:47pm: I went to sleep "HI", of course i corrected, but due to my meds, fell asleep before i re-tested.

2:47pm: I woke up abruptly, with a little shake. My thoughts, " Damn it! I over-corrected, AGAIN!". I don't really know how I usually test in the dark, but last night it was especially hard, maybe because once I did get the test done, I was 42. Downstairs, pantry( nothing sugary enough), Cooking cabinet: score. Peanut butter chips, in a shiny, orange and yellow, brand new bag. I ate the entire bag like it was potato chips.


7:00am: My sugar was 217, my fault, but at the same time, not completely. I was 42 and not thinking rationally ( well thats what I'm saying to make myself feel a bit better).

I went to the doctors for my check up. I got stronger painkillers, she said normally it's used to help with Epilepsy, but it helps with Shingles too. I'm not sure how the 2 relate, but apparently I'll feel much better.

Now, I'm on 4 different meds, 2 for pain, 1 antibiotic, and 1 antiviral. Mash those altogether and you get.... a sleepy groggy, zombie megan!!!
Great. Just what I need. More things that make me feel dead.

I also had to get blood drawn and pee in a cup. The blood was fine, but I had just peed right before I got to the lab and so I literally squeezed out a measly drop and left it. Definitely not enough for them to do anything with. Ha, whatevs. I had a urinalysis last week, they can look at that.

is anyone listening?


DAYS UNTIL:
Boyfriends birthday: 1 (I need to get that in the mail.)
Senior Prom: 16
Graduation(!!!): 36

OH BABY!!! Boyfriend Birthday Brownies!

Caramel and pecan filled Brownies, made with Ghiradelli chips and powder, to be exact.
Want the recipe? Sorry! You may not have it.

<------That's us :)

For my beefer's (boyfriend's) birthday, on wednesday. I have to start them like, ASAP, right after I get off blogspot.
To answer the inevitable questions, I don't know where "beefer" came from ( no, creeps, its not sexual innuendo, at least, when I say it, it isn't meant that way.). People from my school started saying geefer(Girlfriend) and beefer on facebook, and I just caught on.

He, Gerald, ( I'm calling him G from now on. If you haven't yet noticed, I don't dig spelling out complete names.) LOVES MY BROWNIES.

But for me, if I'm looking for a fast-pass to Coma-land, I'll eat one of those and not take any insulin. If there was one word to describe them, it would be GLUTTONOUS. Oh yes, not only are they gluttonous, but it will make your ass look like the very definition of gluttony.
I'm definately hitting the gym this week.


Oh, my sugars?
Over 300, over 200, and HIGH.
If your ready for me to blog saying that I finally figured this out and my bloodsugars are great, well hey; lets start a club.
So am I.


is anyone listening?

DAYS UNTIL:
Boyfriends birthday: 2 ( Yes, finally I thought something up.)
SDSU trip: 2
Senior Prom: 17
Graduation(!!!): 37

"I want to get better, whatever the hell that means. I'm sick of being miserable."

A quote by Gregory House, M.D.

I know that really, these super extra strength horse pill-sized antibiotics are actually making me feel better, because the rash and scarring from my Shingles is going down ALOT. The pain, However is increasing like a bitch ( excuse the language), which is why I'm still taking Vicoden. When you mix the two pills together, I'm pretty much knocked out for the day, and if I'm not asleep, I feel like a zombie, like right now.
I feel fake, invisible, like I'm living in a cloud or a haze.

I just want to get better, I'm going back to the Internalist on tuesday, and I kind of don't want to, because I know she'll prescribe more drugs for a longer time. I have no appetite, I've lost 7 pounds in a week, I don't look fit or slender, I look like I'm depressed or something, and I'm not. I'm exhausted.

My sugars went High ( as in 500+, too high for a regular glucometer to read, I'm guessing my party food finally caught up with my body.), then 400s, then 174. I'm kinda proud of my 174 ( which is pathetic, since really it's still very high), and I'm so fed up too, I followed my ratio's and scales to a T today. And I still can't control it. You have no idea how excited I am to try out a DEXCOM ( a CGM) I've been on a waiting list at my endocrinologists office for a couple months, and my turn is coming soon.
Also, I kinda just want to go back on my pump again, without telling my doctor. I got way better numbers when I used it. But he doesn't want me too because the plastic they use in the infusion sites give me a bad reaction ( I'm allergic to the plastic apparently), when I remove the sites I got puncture wound looking things that got really infected. Bummer, right?

Haha funny, I just talked myself out of switching back to the pump.
My doctor ( I'll call him D.K. from now on, his name is Dr. Kelly and I actually do call him DK.) wants me to wait until the new omnipod comes out. I guess I will.


I am soooo tired, I'll post tomorrow, as usual. LOVE.
(BTW, this picture is no-edit. I took them right after a rainstorm. Isn't that crazy??)

is anyone listening?

DAYS UNTIL:
Boyfriends birthday: 3 ( oy... I have no friggin idea what I'm doing for that.)
SDSU trip: 3
Senior Prom: 18
Graduation(!!!): 39

And the party don't start til' i walk in...

Technically, that isn't true, and if it were, then the party would have started at 7am, when I woke up and started preparing for the party.
Any who, I'll expand my explanation of the party later.

I fell asleep at a normal number ( did i not blog yesterday?), but inevitably woke up high, like really high. Like 480 something high. Even after relentless researching ( the going-through-books-at-the-library type research, along with online searching) I haven't found a valid cause for that. Any one care to enlighten me?
I forgot to test at lunch, stupid me, and was kind of high at dinner. Which actually is freaking amazing to me, considering i had half a hotdogs, half a hamburger, 2 cans of root beer, 1 can of cactus cooler, a slice of ice cream cake, cookie, pineapple, and a bunch of other sweets I probably won't ever remember eating.

THe Best Buddies End Of the Year Party was great!!! The kids all had a bunch of fun swimming, we grilled burgers and hotdogs and our guests brought sides and desserts. Max really wanted to bring a pizza, so his mom got a New York Giants pizza, you know, the type thats 50 inches across, or something like that. We had so many good things, so many good people. We passed out shirts, awards, appointed new officers, blew bubbles, and i got great pictures of it all happening (I'll post later).
I really love all the people and kids in Best Buddies and Critical Skills. They all make me feel so appreciated and loved, if any of you guys ever read this ( which would be super awkward by the way, since i only share my inner most thoughts and feelings, lol) I LOVE YOU!

So I've got a question. I wear contacts, and when my bloodsugar gets high my contacts stick to my eye lids. If there are any Type 1's reading this, does that happen to you?


is anyone listening?


DAYS UNTIL:
Best Buddies End of the Year Party: SUCCESS + AMAZING
Boyfriends birthday: 4 ( SUPER-YIKES!!!!)
SDSU trip: 4
Senior Prom: 19
Graduation(!!!): 39

Good Day

My sugars were normal after breakfast! yay.

But, since I'm hosting a best buddies party tomorrow, it's only to be expected that the heater on the pool turned off. So, although it isn't freezing, it's not going to be the spa-like 86 degrees we were aiming for.
Also, the fridge broke. nobody was home today, so everything was thawed, warm or melty by the time my mom and I got home. We've got ice chest all over the place, and eggs and milk and broccoli in the mini beverage fridge outside.
Hopefully we'll look a bit more organized tomorrow by the time the party starts.
I'm pretty bummed though, I don't get to swim on account of my shingles. All is well though, I get to take some pics with my Rebel; which, might I add, has been quite neglected lately, I guess I'll post a some of my photography today. I'm really proud of my photographic accomplishments; I basically taught myself and I rarely edit ( with the exception of turning pictures to black and white).


More than once today, I was told I looked really flushed. At first I was annoyed, then realized I hadn't had any water and then realized I was a painful purple/red. UGHHHH. The i checked my heart rate, 110-ish. WHEN WILL THIS END????

Has anyone heard of this condition? High heart rate with no explanation> Does anybody think they know the cause?


is anyone listening?





DAYS UNTIL:
Best Buddies End of the Year Party: 1
Boyfriends birthday: 5 ( YIKES!!!!)
SDSU trip: 5
Senior Prom: 20
Graduation(!!!): 40

I fell asleep doing homework but woke up at 521! How do i get that high but never feel it?!?!

Glee.

I am and avid Gleek, I thought you all should know, because from now on, on Tuesday nights i am going to blog so hard about the newest episode.

As for this week? I think it was too much about 2 thinks, Mercedes being fat, and Kurt and Finn's parents' romance. I wasn't impressed this week. But I also wasn't too disappointed.

I WASNT TO SEE MORE ABOUT JESSE AND RACHEL

Long, long day

Early class, Shakespeare workshop, TA in Critical Skills, lunch (muy bueno btw, chili verde pork leftovers), made signs for Best Buddies Spaghetti Dinner Fundraiser, frosted cupcakes for Spag Din, served spaghetti, ate spaghetti, went home, typed up new blog.
Quite a day, but I feel accomplished so I don't mind.

So I was nodding off all day until about 1:00 pm, when I suddenly got hyper, I think its because I was too tired to be tired anymore...? Has that ever happened to you guys? (Are you out there?)

My blood sugar ( of course, on the day I said I'd volunteer for 5 hours) was HIGH. B:411 L: 203 D: 199 ( no thanks to me, sneaking frosting w/o covering).
Needless to say, a contributor to my sleepiness. But, I think I've got it down now, I'll mobile post my night number, for those of you who want to know ( are there even any of "you"?)

I'm so frustrated. With the exception of the frosting, I cover meticulously, yet my blood sugar goes freaking crazy. On days when i have important plans, I can't lower it for the life of me. So instead of having fun, or being able to focus, i can hardly stand to make it through the day. But, on stupid days where I've got no plans, and my classes are insanely easy, my blood sugar is angelic. Perfect double digit numbers! SOOOOO not fair! Some one PLEASE help me understand this.
OH! I've stopped getting Dawn Phenomenon every night!!! Which I am sooo happy about! If you aren't familiar with DP, it's an odd phenomenon happening to Type 1s, where we wake up around 3 am with crazy low sugars. For me, I'd turn all zombie-like and trek downstairs and eat until I felt better. I wouldn't even test so on my charts there wasn't any record of it. Most of the time I would eat sliced bread, once even half a loaf. It messed up my morning numbers, always high. PLUS, i gained like 5 pounds from it! lame lame lame lame! But now I rarely have DP. Can get a round of applause?

If anybody at all has tips, let me know!!!



I've got a question:
is anyone listening?

DAYS UNTIL:
Spaghetti dinner: SUCCESS
Best Buddies End of the Year Party: 2
Boyfriends birthday: 6
SDSU trip: 6
Senior Prom: 21
Graduation(!!!): 41

Countdown!!

Right here, Right now, I've just decided to start a couple countdowns.

DAYS UNTIL:
Spaghetti dinner: 1
Best Buddies End of the Year Party: 3
Boyfriends birthday: 7
SDSU trip: 7
Senior Prom: 22
Graduation(!!!): 42

SO, in an update on my shingles status, I just realized why they prescribed the painkillers, because I'm really hurting right now.
Also, the PKs (painkillers) are making me a bit out of it, because I am making typos and stupid errors all over the place.



Now on to something a bit more relevant to my blog:
The OMNIPOD.
I want to know all of your (if any of "you" are even there) stories, reviews, nightmares, likes, dislikes, whatevs, about the OmniPod. My insurance allows me to get a new pump in 5.5 (count them) months. Oooh. I'll add that to my countdown :]

Days until new Insulin PUMP: 165

I want to know if any of you know if there's going to be an upgrade soon on the OmniPod, you know, slimmer, CGM included, and a PDM that doesn't look like it popped out of the 90s.

I want to hear about your CGM (Continuous Glucose Monitor), too!!
You see, I have this issue where I'm really shy about my diabetes, there are only a few people who I let watch me test, inject, etc. Does anybody else feel that way? Anyway, I sometimes let the care of my diabetes slip down my priorities list if I cannot do it in private. Truthfully, until the past 2 months, I probably only used my glucometer 5 times tops a month. I took some insulin, but not even close to enough (my A1C was ABOVE 14!! can you believe that?), I would drive somewhere and not know how I got there, I'd feel so badly during class I would have to excuse myself and just sit, hunched in a ball in the corner of a bathroom stall until my head would stop spinning.
Yeah, I know. horrible. But I'm working on it, diabetes is a top priority now, but it's still a work in progress.
So to link this to the CGM, I think it would really help me maintain my diabetes, thats why I want to hear about yours! (If you're even out there).


Well, I know I left out a bunch of info about this blog. If you're confused, let me know, shoot me a comment.


And of course.. I have to ask
is any one listening?

An apple a day, right?

So first off, Please allow me to say:

I SPEND WAY TOO MUCH TIME AT THE HOSPITAL.
Also, i have no idea how to get back to the old post page! This one is ghetto and won't let me choose my font or anything!

Yesterday I told my mom I needed to go see the doctor because I have a really nasty skin irritation, bruises, bumps and swollen lymph-nodes that I've had it for about 2 weeks. Anybody guess what the irritation and swelling was??

Shingles.
Yes, adult chicken pox.
My question: Where the hell did i get them from??

I'm not sure any of you know what shingles are (or if there even are "any of you"), but these tiny blisters burn, sting, itch, and worst of all, occasionally feel like millions of the most painful bruises, all over your body. Even in spots where there are no visible irritations, you feel pain. So much so that I was prescribed Vicodin. I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW I WAS IN THAT MUCH PAIN!!!! But apparently, it gets worse from how i feel now.

Now please, lets do some medical math together, class.
(Shingles + Mono (I've had mono for nearly 2 months now with no relief) + 2 Infected Ears) x Diabetes = ?????????

Anybody think they know??
Well, whatever you're guess, you're wrong.
And the answer is: A heart rate of 139!
I'm the Pi of medical cases, they NEVER end.

To round this story up, I got to the Hospital at 9am, left at 3:45pm, had 3 bags of IV fluid, and they sent me home with a resting heart rate of 109, because the urgent care doctor thought it was no longer concerning.

Any body else out there ( anybody?) annoyed with doctors who look suicidal? And who "settle" on false diagnosis/don't address all your symptoms/are old hairy and obscenely overweight??
Give me you're thoughts, tell me I'm rediculous, whatever.

But of course... I have to ask


Is anyone listening??

first date?!?!?

Quite honestly, this feels like a first date. So i guess in honor of our first meeting, I'll tell you a bit about myself.

November 3rd, 1991. Yes, that makes me 18, a senior, although i frequently get pulled over when I'm driving because I look like I'm 14 when I don't wear make-up or have my hair in a pony tail. Current resident of the luscious California. Small feet, red hair, 5 feet 5 inches, and I consider myself a happy person.

Now, as to the title of my blog, Carb Crush, allow me to expand upon that.
I am a Type 1 Diabetic, have been since 7th grade. I'm totally done, feeling sorry for myself, but I do have my moments. Back to Carb Crush ( does any one else think that is corny, I was more than a bit stumped when it asked me to title my blog, I should have seen it coming though), Carb=Carbohydrates. Crush=Me, loving carbs.

I'm not going to go over BS levels, or run my ratios through. I just want to get some input, give some, and hopefully through this, I'll find a release, and not have those moments where I just feel like sobbing.

This is a blog about me, but aimed at my diabetic side of life.
I'm Megan.


I can't help but to ask you,
Is anyone listening?