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Getting Rid of the PI

Remember that post where I predicted something crazy with Diabetes will happen on the day of the wedding (which is now only 24 days away, ahhhh!)? Well lets just say said "event" has happened approximately 1 month early. That's right, at this very moment my body is being pumped full of steroids in an effort to get-the-heck-rid of a nasty poison ivy reaction. Awesome, huh?

So here is how it went down...

Chris (the "F" for only 24 more days) and I have been working hard on our house in an effort to be proud when wedding guests stop by. The weekend before last was especially warm, but lets be honest, we are quickly running out of weekends to do such projects. So we went outside to pull weeds, cut down bushes and plant several new plants. [It looks great by the way, I am finally proud of our yards ;-)] We both took showers right after, attributing a little itching to what looked like bug bites.

By Wednesday we both had a full blown case of poison ivy. Crap. Mine wasn't so bad yet so we went to an Urgent Care center on Thursday. The doctor prescribed a steroid pack for Chris but said she didn't feel comfortable prescribing me the same one because I had Diabetes. Ughh... So I was stuck with steroid cream and a prescription Benedryl to cope with the crazy (and getting crazier) itching. By Sunday my poison ivy had spread like wildfire and all of Chris's family told me to go to the Emergency Room for a steroid shot.

So, we went. I got a shot in the hip (which was tricky since both of them were covered in poison ivy by then), and was prescribed a steroid pack for 13 days. I was also warned that steroids cause weight gain (so here comes the fluffy, but hopefully less poison-ivy-covered, bride) and they make insulin act "like water" (bless you Vanderbilt patient-doctor messaging!). Needless to say I have been limiting my carb intake to about 15 carbs a day, decreased my correction from 60:1 to 30:1 and am running about a 150% basal rate increase. Water indeed. Even while ingesting about 75% less carbs a day, I have almost doubled my insulin requirements. Blast!

But if it had to happen, at least it happened now, when I have at least some hope of getting rid of it before the big day. April's wedding tip of the day: no more yardwork!

PS: I will spare you the pictures ;-)

Comments

  1. Oh no! I'm so sorry for both of you.
    May you be totally rash and itch free before the wedding!

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  2. That sucks. Hope you feel better soon. Pretty much want my increases are for steroids when I have to take them for asthma exacerbations. They suck! Happy 24 days! Can't wait to see pictures.

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  3. UG. Steroids suck for blood sugars just as much as they rock at kicking infections/inflammations. I have to get prednisone several times a year for tarsal tunnel in my ankles, and then again for stubborn sinus infections. I hear you.

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