Everyone said it would happen this way. The books, the blogs, and all the doctor friends I have in my line of work warned me: starting at about 24 weeks your insulin needs are going to go up. Like way up. And they’re gonna keep going up until you deliver. So why I wasn’t mentally prepared for this change I don’t know but I wasn’t.
I saw my endo the same week I wrote that particularly depressing, down-in-the-dumps blog post about the guilt I was having with high BGs. Watching her well-trained expert eyes scan my CGM and pump download, I was reminded once again that it doesn’t matter how long I’ve had diabetes, it’s always good to have a (smart) medical professional on your team too. She took a look at one particularly ridiculous evening – the night Thai food had sent me soaring and taken twenty effing units to get back under control, and pulled out a calculator.
“I know this sounds crazy, but I’m calculating your insulin to carb ratio right now at 1 unit to 4 carbs.”
Yep. That did indeed sound crazy. Because I’ve been using 1:10 for several years, and 1:12 or less when I’m training for distance race and ramped up on cardio and now she wanted me to more than double down on that ratio? But we checked the math against some other examples and all signs pointed to “crazy” actually being “spot on.” Except that being that agressive made her nervous, so we split the difference at 1:7, essentially coming down halfway. We also slashed my correction factor by more than half, with one unit for every 20 mg/dL I wanted to come down. And to round things out, we bumped up my basals to an even unit per hour around the clock.
All the tweaks have added up to a much, much smoother past few weeks. Numbers are looking so much better but more importantly, I’m feeling much more in control of my diabetes. There were a few weeks there where I felt like I couldn’t win. And yes, the total daily units are climbing on the pump, but I’m trying my best to just be ok with that. Even if I gain more weight because of taking so much insulin, the baby’s weight is dependent on how much he or she has to output for insulin to combat hiighs. So the best way for me to prevent a big baby is to make sure that little munchkin doesn’t have to overproduce insulin because of a high that I caused. So, let the units pile up – as long as it keeps the BGs down. You’ll see the steam coming off my pump pretty soon with that motor in overdrive!