Beat the Beetus

Name is Shelby. I am a type 1 diabetic. I have this blog to share my life as a diabetic. Help those that I can. Of any type.Though I will be able to relate to type 1 a lot more. I won't pretend to know something medically if I don't. I won't give straight out medical advice (very limited exceptions) because all of us our different with our bodies. I don't want to risk your life because something works for me. I will ask for advice and give advice. Gain support and give support. It's always nice to have people who can relate to you. <3 Feel free to ask me anything, suggest food and things that help motivate you to take better care of yourself.

I love you all! =D

Alright, so here I am not wanting to get up with the hit in the face of a hypo. It’s just you feel it and YOU KNOW. I just want to start eating right away but a rare moment occurred and I checked my blood sugar before eating anything. I was 55. 

 Thing is that I was just taking my test strip out of the thing and I put in the in meter, then I was thinking WHY isn’t it telling me my number?!? 

Ok, well guys, I didn’t put it in my meter. I put it in my phone. Waited for my result staring at a black screen. I was ashamed but hey I finally got it right haha. At the time I was embarrassed and frustrated because I was low just wanted to not feel that way. Now it’s funny but then I was a little upset. Thought I’d share that. 

On a totally RANDOM note……. I broke a nail a little bit ago. Bent that thing all the way back. Wanted to cry. And it burns! AHHHHH! 

I’d rather than a shot then ever do that. Stubbing a toe, paper cuts, and bending a nail completely off are things I’d gladly take a shot instead of experiencing.  When of those listed happen: 

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    spells I’ve tried checking...remote control to...TV, and...
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