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Flat Lining

While the greater population as a whole encourages healthy eating, exercising and annual checkups in an attempt to avoid the heart monitor flat line, we Diabetics, more or less aim for it - a flat line blood sugar graph.

I haven't quite made it into the no-hitter hall of fame, but since hooking up my CGM, I have been tweaking my basal rates religiously each night. I look over my trends for the day and compare them with the day before, then make my adjustments in hopes I will be greeted with the flat line graph in the morning. (Some of you PWDs may be awesome at this, but I am taking baby steps in an attempt to avoid Diabetes burnout).

After about a week of hard-core tweaking, estimating and adjusting I got it...the ultimate morning flat line. My previous basal rate overnight got me where I needed to be in the morning: right around 100, but little did I know pre-CGM that my blood sugar started out above 200 around midnight and fell at a linear rate until I was in range by morning. This scenario is far from ideal...I want to settle into that 100-120 range around midnight, and flat line all the way until morning. And this morning I achieved success!!


I am also getting better at bolusing at least 30 minutes prior to breakfast...which is noted by the continued flatline post-breakfast (turns out I didn't eat quite enough carbs this morning, it's hard when the oatmeal at the hotel is not a consistent consistency, ha).

Little by little I am zeroing in on the basal rates that work for me, learning how fast exercise kicks in, and figuring out fried foods can take up to 3 hours to fully impact blood sugar. I am learning how much I didn't know before, which is a little scary.

Here's to more flat lining!

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  1. Nicely done! I'll have to work on the breakfast pre-bolus a bit myself. I'm always too chicken to lead out that far.

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