And just like that, it’s fall.
I’ve been singing a song in my head lately. The first line goes something like this: “Summertime, and the blogging was pitiful.”
Summertime. Where the heck did you go? Suddenly, there’s a chill on the wind, yellowed leaves dance across the street, and almost every day rain clouds settle over the city. At this time of year, the clouds don’t stay. They simply darken the skies for a few hours, a drizzly reminder of the wet, coastal winter to come.
Not yet ready for the rain, I find myself reflecting back on summer. I’m pleased to announce that summer 2010 was most-definitely a good one. So good, in fact, that this blog was shamelessly pushed to the wayside. Now though, the hiatus is over. I’ve made an autumnal “back to the grind” resolution. You’ll be reading my words – and seeing my photos – far more than you have in recent months.
Blogging wasn’t the only victim of summer neglect. My logbook sat in a corner, collecting dust, most of the summer. Although I diligently check my sugar upwards of a dozen times a day, change my infusion set regularly, and measure my food with as much accuracy as possible, I wasn’t recording any data.
From June to September, my logbook contains a sorry scattering of blood sugar readings. As any PWD knows, it’s near-impossible to notice patterns in blood glucose without sufficient data. As for records of carbohydrate intake, basal rates and physical activity? They’re even worse.
Despite the sorry state of my logbook, my control has still been good. My current A1c falls within my “goal range” (huzzah!). However, without a slew of numbers to analyze – and upon which to base basal-tweakings – achieving and maintaining good control is a bit of a guessing game. Okay, it’s not a bit of a guessing game. It is a guessing game. While logging takes time, it does make this whole “having diabetes” thing a whole lot easier in the long run. And that’s important.
So, I’m jumping on the logbooking wagon and buckling in for the ride. If any PWDs out there have found themselves in a similar situation of logbook neglect, I welcome you to join me. Together, we’ll hope that this ride follows a straight path over flat terrain, as opposed to that dreaded roller coaster track.
Blogging and logging. Autumn, here I come.
