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Battling Blood Sugars

Exercise is going to kill me. I mean, it’s good for you and everything, but it’s still out to bite me in the butt because blood sugars are so hard to manage, and I can’t ever seem to find a pattern.

So my school is on a block schedule, and therefore every other day I have dance class for an hour and a half. I love dance class. I am not exactly what you would call coordinated and it takes me a million practices to get something right, but it is a really really fun class. Right now we are learning the choreography to a swing dance that we are performing in a couple of weeks, and earlier this week I was low in the middle of class.

Oh, and one quick thing! It’s really hard for me to tell if I’m low when I exercise, so when lacrosse season started again I put my CGM (continuous glucose monitor) back so I could get an idea of when I was going low. Usually the CGM doesn’t get readings fast enough, especially when I’m dropping quickly, but something is better than nothing.

So I was low earlier in dance class this week. I realized I was low when it was taking me longer than usual to get the steps down, so I tested, and sure enough, I was 56 mg/dl.

So today I had dance class again and I didn’t go low during, but I went low immediately after class had ended. So I was sitting in AP Lang eating my lunch and waiting for break so we could go to lunch, and of course I forgot to bolus, so when I tested after I felt crappy near the end of class I was 286 mg/dl. Lovely.

I pretty much rode at that blood sugar during the whole last period of the day and it was with that blood sugar that I started lacrosse practice. I gradually went down to levels within range throughout the practice (I checked my CGM practically every five minutes) and then, of course, at the end of practice I was low. I wasn’t feeling low (the whole exercise and can’t feel your blood sugars thing), but I knew something wasn’t right. But I was already late for my clarinet lesson so I just jumped in the car and drove and stuffed a granola bar and some oreos into my mouth on the way there. Just a basic assumption that I probably needed to dose. BTW, I wouldn’t follow the example I set.

By the time I got to my clarinet lesson (rush hour is a killer) I actually felt low so I drank some juice and ran inside. And then at the end of the lesson my CGM alarmed telling me that I was 179 mg/dl. Sigh. When I got home I was in the mid 200’s mg/dl. So I dosed and then waited until 9:00 to eat dinner.

I wonder what people who don’t have diabetes worry about.

Oh, and I found this really funny picture on Facebook so I thought I would share it.

Random picture that I think is funny so I thought I would share it. I like Facebook.

Random picture that I think is funny so I thought I would share it. I like Facebook.



Claire Montgomery

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My lacrosse photo from the 2013 season.

My lacrosse photo from the 2013 season.

So lacrosse season has just started, and needless to say, I haven’t quite figured out how to manage my blood sugars while exercising. I went to the gym a few months ago and I was low before I even got there so I didn’t get much running in.

Last year I during the lacrosse season I was constantly low, and this year who know what it’s going to be like. It seems to change on a day to day basis. Sometimes I go high, sometimes I go low, and I’m never consistent. That’s what I know about exercise.

Sometimes I wish that I could just be normal girl and just worry about what team I’m going to make (JV by the way) and how to shoot accurate balls that make it past the goalie instead of Am I shaky because I’m low or just because I’ve been running around for the past hour and Should I bolus for this high blood sugar or will lacrosse practice make me drop?

But normal I am not. Not that anyone is normal, but I’m the only Type 1 diabetic on my team. Last year I told every girl on my team that I had diabetes and if they could look out for me while we were playing just in case something happened. One girl actually took to carrying around smarties for me. I haven’t really had an opportunity to do so this year and I’m wondering when the best opportunity to do so will be. My coach is really cool though so he knows about it and trusts me to take care of myself.

Our first game is on Friday, and I’m sort of nervous, especially because it just snowed, so we will be practicing in the gym today. That really isn’t the best place to practice lacrosse, in case you were wondering. But we’ll see how my blood sugars are after practice today.

See ya!

Claire Montgomery

Party in the Nurse’s Office!

Come all ye diabetics and lament about blood sugars…

…’Twill be fun. :

I love the nurse at my high school. She is so awesome and hip and cool. At my old middle school I didn’t really like the nurse, but here she’s awesome. So the other day I’d been having high blood sugars for pretty much the whole day so finally I just went down to the nurse so I could change my site because I figured it was a bad site. But when I got there I didn’t have any insulin so I had to call my dad so he could bring me insulin. I had all of the other supplies. Anyway. So I sat in the nurse’s office while I was waiting for my dad.

And then this kid named Noah came in. He was a diabetic and he was something like over 400 mg/dl. So we were sitting there and talking and lamenting about other nurses that we’ve had that we didn’t like and about insulin pumps and about medical IDs and about tattoos that serve as medical IDs (look them up). And we were talking about iPumps (don’t you think that would be totally wicked? It could count your carbs and test your blood sugar and be your pump AND be your phone, iPod, etc…). It was totally so much fun even though we were just so totally high. And being high is never fun except on that day it was because we could complain to each other and talk about things that nobody else would ever get. Just hanging out with diabetics is fun in general but it was even better this time because we were both high.

And then my dad came and he gave me my insulin and then he left and I gave myself a new site. Blah blah blah.

AND THEN a girl named Nicole came in and she just happened to be a diabetic and she just happened to be high. Join the club, sista. I swear, that’s the best time I’ve ever had in the nurse’s office, and I mean that quite literally. Three diabetics were high at the same time and lamenting about high blood sugars and were in the nurse’s office at the same time. IT WAS SO COOL!

So, a message to all you diabetics who are still in elementary, middle, or high school. Go to the nurse’s office when all the other diabetics in your school are high. It’s fun.

Adios for now!

Claire Montgomery
Type 1 diabetic, Diabetic blogger, Nurse’s office party thrower

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Skiing With Diabetes

So. I ski. I suppose it’s not that surprising, but I live in Colorado, so of course I ski. Stereotypical, huh? My grandfather rented out a house in Steamboat for winter vacation so all of my aunts, uncles, and grandparents (and my immediate family) came up to Steamboat to hang out and ski. Fun, right? But I’m sure that you’re all very surprised that skiing can get very complicated when mixed with diabetes (intense sarcasm). It’s like running for me. Really. I’ve had a crazy couple of days.

So you think I would go low, right? Well, I did, but I also went high. While I was there I skied for a total of two days, and on the first day I had some really low blood sugars. On the second day I had blood sugars that were in the 400 range. Not really perfect. And it makes it hard to find a pattern. And on the first day, when my blood sugar was low, I was in the 30’s. That’s the lowest I’ve ever been before, and it really scared me.

So I guess I am asking for advice, so please comment. :) I’m going skiing in a couple of weeks so I will be sure to try out some ideas.


Claire Montgomery
Type 1 Diabetic, Diabetic skier, Powder shredder

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Okay. I was 400. But my dad and cousins and uncles wont stop laughing at me. It makes me sad. Lets see them ski with a high blood sugar!


Claire Montgomery
Diabetic Skier, Diabetic blogger, Wipe-out queen

High Blood Sugars

high blood sugar symptomsI feel like a total hypocrite because one of my last posts was about how diabetes is all wonderful and how we should stop complaining. But I am going to complain right now.

The worst thing about diabetes and everything related to diabetes is high blood sugars.

One thing you should know about me: When I am high I am in a really (like, really REALLY) bad mood. And I don’t talk. And I feel extreme self pity. And I feel like people should sysympathize with me, which, truth be told, doesn’t really happen.

High blood sugars HAVE gotten better over the last couple of years, mostly due to me becoming more mature. When I was ten and newly diagnosed with diabetes, my high blood sugars were usually in the 300 range, and they would result in me screaming at my parents and storming up stairs and stomping around for the better part of two hours. Not fun. And, because I was just newly diagnosed, my parents were afraid to give me insulin, so they would send me outside with a jump rope. I know what you are thinking: That my parents were crazy.

I still get angry at age 14. I yell at people a lot. I wont talk. But at the moment, I am getting a whole bunch of “suck it up” talk from my parents.

I suppose that I should tell you something else: I mostly yell at my parents and siblings when I’m high. If I am at school, I am silent, and wont talk at all. Only when absolutely necessary.

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Me listening to my iPod when I was high. An example of not talking.

I believe that my parents know this. Which is probably why they give me the “suck it up” treatment. They say that I can’t yell at my college professor when I am in college. That I don’t yell at Ashleigh or Amanda (my two best friends) when I’m 300. And that they don’t deserve to be treated like they are when my blood sugar is high.

So…..what do you do? How do you manage your high blood sugars? What are your symptoms? How do you stop yourself from taking out your anger on everybody else? If you could please COMMENT.

Oh, and sorry for rambling. I didn’t really start with any direction at all.


Claire Montgomery
Type 1 Diabetic, Diabetic blogs, Diabetic Rockstar

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Crazy Days Are Here Again

At the moment, I’m not particularly happy. Last night my blood sugars were wacko, and today looks like it’s going to be a repeat of last night.

207 with double arrows going up.

I ate dinner at eight o’clock. I was 60 mg/dL, so I didn’t bolus for my 40 carb meal. In hindsight, I should have bolused a little bit, but still, that shouldn’t have sent me above 250 mg/dL for the next three hours.

Yah, you got it. I alternated from being 280 mg/dL to 300 mg/dL. Oh, and a quick side note: I can’t sleep when I’m high. So I was up until after midnight. Lovely.

I did a new sight change, and yet, two hours later, still above 250 mg/dL. And I’ve got graphs to prove it.

Up, up, and up. Then down. Now up again.

Finally, I got fed up with feeling bad and re-reading several different books (including Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince and Eldest), so I tested again, over-rode the suggestion of zero units of insulin, and gave myself two units. Then I conked out.

Woke up at the wonderfully pleasant number of 90 mg/dL, but apparently we can’t go with out a day of craziness. My CGM says I’m 207 and going up fast.


Claire Montgomery
Type 1 diabetic, Continuous Glucose Monitor User, Frequent Rider of the “Blood Sugar Roller Coaster”

If you have any crazy stories about wacky blood sugars, feel free to contact me!

A Diabetic’s Review of “I Am Number Four”

I know it got sort of squished, but this is the theater that I went to.

I went to the movies last night.  Don’t get me wrong, I love going to the movies. But it’s really the big thing that throws my numbers off.

I went with three friends last night, Atalya, Sofie, and Adrian. Cool people. But whenever I’m with friends I neglect my diabetes more. Well, not really. I just don’t pay attention as much when my CGM says I’m high, and maybe I’ll bolus five minutes before a meal instead of fifteen.

But when you put the whole movie thing into perspective, I just seem to go wacko. For instance:

  • I’ll ignore my “hands off of non-diet soda” rule.
  • Then I’ll proceed to chug it down, and not wait for thirty minutes for my insulin to soak in.
  • Who really knows how many carbs movie popcorn has, and really, how much are you going to eat when you have to share with three other people?

You get the idea. So imagine me last night. We were all trying to figure out if we should get the combo with the nachos or the hot dogs, what size popcorn, whose drink is whose, etc. Meanwhile, my CGM was beeping, saying, Bolus! You’re 200!

But I’m focused on, that’s my drink, I got the Sprite. I want three straws. I’ll hold the popcorn if you hold the drinks. But I’ve still got this nagging feeling in the back of my head. You need to test, moron, or you’re going to go even higher!

So I glance around, and the place is packed. Most people were watching us bicker over popcorn sizes. No way was I going to let go of my popcorn and show the world that I can stick a needle into myself on command.

So finally we walk into the theater, find our seats, and I can take out my tester and test. Yup. 250. So I bolus for 120 carbs (I know, I’m crazy), and try to convince myself that I’m not thirsty and I wont drink some of my really high carb soda.

During the movie, I glanced at my CGM, and hey, I had an arrow going down! Everything was great. But my victory was short lived, because just a little later I’m about 250 and steady.

I pretty much stayed 250 that whole night, sometimes going a little higher. That in itself is a victory for me. I managed to bolus about the right amount of carbs, and didn’t shoot up to 300! Points for Claire!

So maybe next time I’ll get myself down before the movie starts and stay at a steady 150 instead of 250. And maybe you’ll be smart, and do the same. Good luck!

The movie, by the way, was I Am Number Four. I would highly recommend the movie, though it did get a little scary. The action scenes were incredible, parts of it were funny, the plot was genius.


Claire Montgomery
Type 1 Diabetic, Teenage Diabetes Blogger, Movie Goer

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