I still had the cough, but oh was it ever better. After two days of the prescription I was taking, (that I fondly named ‘god’s little helper’ I finally felt half way alive. My breathing had cleared up a great deal, and when I coughed I actually brought stuff up (I know, kind of yuck, but at least I was getting it out.) Sill no exercise, unless you count getting the mail and taking out the trash (hey I gott start getting back in to it somewhere).

And I guess I can make it official now…..i have a new job! I’m the new territory manager for upstate New York I knew I was in the running for a week or so, but I really didn’t want to mention it in the blog and start getting excited about it if it wasn’t going to happen. I start in just a few short weeks, so the wife and I are going to have to get the hose ready to hopefully sell it, buy another and up and move. That along with learning a new job is going to make training for this triathlon difficult, but not impossible. That’s what this documentary was supposed to show. People with diabetes living their lives while training for this race. Yes, the training schedule will have to change (again) but that’s training for you.

And the hits just keep on coming...

Thank god, at least some level of success on my BGs, but I couldn’t believe how much insulin it was taking: a 130% basal increase and cutting my I:CHO and my ISF in half finally brought my BGs in the 100s. It was more then double what I usually took for insulin, it was scary to think I was taking naps with that much insulin in my system but I never went low. I was really beginning to worry about the coughing. I would cough in such spasms that I’d almost choke when I was done – the congestions was cutting off my air supply. I was scared to go to bed. I slept Sunday night sitting up thinking it would make it easier to breath (it didn’t). I had already spoke to my boss and had been told not to expect to come to work for a tl least a week.