What's on your menu today (Thursday) RNYers?

Happy anniversary, Deb!!

Thank you. We decided it's too hot to leave the air conditioner so she is making dinner. I'm a blessed woman to be loved so well and for so long.

It's 5 PM but I'm going to post anyway, 5:28PM to be accurate. But that's how my days going, just finished lunch.

QOTD: I have been trained in CPR several times but never kept up a continuous certification. Did you know that there's now a mental health first aid certification you can take. The agency I am president of offers training in it in my county.

B: latte/fair life/MCT oil/MiraLAX One oven BBQ chicken thigh.

S: TJ cheese crisps. Trail mix

L: half a TJ Chuck and brisket hamburger with cheese and bacon

D: salad with cottage cheese, chopped apple and walnuts

S: siggis with blueberries, maybe protein hot chocolate

Accountability: did have some late-night eating last night peanut butter spoonfuls and a power crunch protein bar that I didn't plan on. And yes never go crazy on chicken or pork chops LOLOL

Glad your doing better! I love hummus but haven't had in a while.

I hate getting those low sugar episodes. They make you feel like crap! Hoping your feeling better today!

Oops, Sorry Stacy....This post was supposed to go to you. :)

no worries and thanks for the sentiments!

So what are your signals it's 'coming on' as opposed to full fledge gobsmacker 'I didn't see that coming episode' I told you about being on line at Old Navy and my DIL looked at me and said - are you OK am I going to lose you? As in are you going down? She saw that I didn't, and that was more of not having eaten in a really long time as opposed to having eaten the wrong thing.

I can tell about 85% of the time. I get really, really hot (like I'm assuming I now know what a hot flash feels like.) It feels like the heat of the sun is coming through my insides. That is 100% my first clue that bad crap is about to go down. I then start sweating rivers. Sweat soaks my hair, my clothes (they stick to me, there's so much water) and drips from my arms. When it's really bad, it affects my speech. I know what I want to say, but have trouble saying it and I start to shake. I can guarantee that if I check my BS at that point, I'm in the 50's. Yesterday was different, because I have no idea what caused it. I ate later than normal because I had a Dr. appt., but I drank a boatload of water. I had a string cheese and a HB egg, waiting my 30 min. then drank the remainder of my skinny latte. 2 hours later I could feel it coming on; same symptoms above. Checked my BS and it was 61. It couldn't have been for lack of food, because an egg and string cheese isn't a particularly small "meal" for me. Also, I had the rest of the latte, which has protein/fat. I haven't got a clue what caused it, and that scares me. It makes it hard for me to plan "safe" food or eliminate "trigger" foods since I had a low after a relatively clean meal.

My big fear is about the times I'm unaware of it happening. When I do continuous glucose monitoring, you have to do 2 control tests a day, 12 hours apart. The transmitter vibrates when it's time to test. The first time I did it, I was prompted to test and I was at 52. No symptoms at all. Not one. If I wouldn't have tested and then treated, who knows would have happened.

When it hit me the other day, I did get the sweats but it hit me like gangbusters, it didn't come on slowly. But the day with my daughter-in-law she saw it in my face, and when she said it I realized I felt a little woozy and also realized I hadn't eaten in a long time.

Well, it starts with the heat of a thousand suns but rapidly escalates (or de-escalates??) I go downhill fast and know I need to get something in me stat. The one Saturday was the worst, because I was an idiot for not getting out of line. Also, I had nothing to eat with me (which never happens, but I got stuck in the car for 10 hours the day before and ate the stash that was in my bag, and forgot to replenish). Luckily (1) I didn't hit the floor in Nike; and (2) there was a vitamin shop a few doors down that sells kind bars, so I was able to get food into me (my endo likes the kind bars for me because it's a decent ratio of protein/carbs/fats); and (3) I was able to buy them without having to use complete sentences, because by then, language skills were beyond me. I'm learning not to be so cavalier about this issue and take it seriously. Oh, and finally, I'm going to not be stupid in the future and try and check my BS and treat as soon as I feel it happening. I could have asked them to hold my shoes and gone back in to buy them. There are no shoes worth passing out for . . . ok, maybe the $500 shoes I got for $30 last holiday season . . . those may have been worth it . . . but not a random pair of Nike!

I'm going to assume the "episode" yesterday was from a lack of food and I'm going to make sure I stick to my feeding schedule. I will make that assumption, because I flat out refuse to accept that dairy may be causing it!!!