Oh what a night....

**Warning, its long**
... what a week actually. Well I will start with last night. I had taken a bath and was getting ready to change my pump infusion site (where the insulin tubing goes inside of me to feed my body constant insulin) I have done this tons of time, never with a problem before. So I re-loaded the cartridge, and set the site. About a half hour later, my pump beeps and says "No Insulin Delivery noted, pump not primed for delivery" Um, OK. That's never happened before, after I already primed it. So I re-primed [Sorry this is so technical, but basically when re-setting an infusion site, there are 4 steps - Rewind the pump, load the insulin cartridge ( which holds 3-4 days worth of insulin), prime the pump, and fill the cannula ( the tube the insulin flows through)]and re-filled the cannula. Well it kept saying over and over "Pump not primed, no insulin delivery...." So I took the cartridge back out, rewound the pump again and loaded the cartridge back in and pressed "load" I had 181 units of insulin in the pump at this time. At the end of loading it went down to 143. So somewhere along the way I lost about 40 units of insulin - almost a days worth- Here is the bad part - guess where a days worth of insulin went? TO ME! A whole days worth of insulin within 30 seconds had been pumped into my body, because I never disconnected the pump from me when I was re-setting it. I cant believe I did that, what a stupid mistake. It just never crossed my mind. The scary part is that if you get too much insulin you could go into shock and possibly an insulin induced coma. I checked my blood sugar - 33. Yikes, I quick ate a Swiss cake roll and had a glass of soda - real soda - thank God we had some in our house from Thanksgiving - and my sugar went to 35. It should have gone to well over 80. So I tell my husband who is freaking out by now, and we search the house for my emergency Glugogon shot (basically a highly concentrated injection of sugar that my husband knows how to give me in an emergency, in case I pass out) We can't find it. Its 845pm. I call the pharmacy, crying, because now I am scared. I had drank a another soda and my sugar was still only 38. They say: sorry, but you have no re-fills on this prescription. I tell them it is an emergency and they call my doctors office (answering service I am assuming) and got an emergency refill. We got to Walgreen's, and picked up the shot (me walking around with a 2 liter of coke) and went home. By now my sugars had started to rise a little,to 67- it had been about an hour since the 40 unit injection, and I was feeling a little better. So I laid down, exhausted, and fell asleep - with Corey keeping a close watch on me - for 15 minutes. I woke up sweating and tested my blood sugar again. 26! So I drank more soda, had some crackers, and just felt like crap. I had to get up every 15-30 minutes to check my sugar and drink some soda from 930pm to 430am. Finally at 430 my sugar level was at 91 and I hadn't had any soda in 2 hours, so that was a good sign. I woke up at 730 tested again and it was 149. Yay! What a scary night. I am so glad we didn't have to use the glucogon shot, and that I was able to make it through the night with out passing out. I feel like garbage today, I never EVER drink regular soda, and I think that is partly why i feel awful. I drank over 2 liters of soda. Yuck! I went though 24 test strips in 12 hours ( usually I use 6-8 per day) and I wasted an entire days worth of insulin and that stuff is not cheap!

So anyways other than that, my next two weeks will be filled with multiple tests and procedures. Including an MRI and a Spinal Tap. :(
I had an eye doctor appointment on Tuesday, and since I am diabetic, I see a specialist who looks into my retina, and determines if any changes have taken place. Well they found some swelling of the optic nerves on both eyes, which could mean a variety of things ranging from pregnancy complication ( although, they are almost 100% sure that is not the case) to fluid on the brain to brain tumor. AHHHH! It has been an emotional week and thank God we got to see Bun on Wed. and all was well. But I am still really scared and really want answers. SO next week I have an MRI and the week after New Years I have a spinal tap. Ugh.
I have cried a lot over this the past few days, and the pregnacny hormones aren't helping any, I am sure. Haha. But we are keeping our heads up and hoping for the best.

So that's my crazy story for the week, lets hope I have no more like this to write ....