What in the hell was I thinking when I decided to go eat at a pizza buffet today? I started my meal off with 10 units of insulin and then dove into the pizza like a shark in a feeding frenzie. I finally came up for air after I was totally stuffed. It felt really good to do this since I haven't in such a long time and then the guilt set in about I shouldn't have done this. Then the 2 hour after meal bg check; I am already in the mid 200's. I then give myself another 5 units to try and bring it down. Check again still in the 200's and give myself another three units and crank up my basal rate to 200%. Still running in the 200's later and gave myself another 2.5 units and finally after 7 hours I am now back in the normal range.
I wonder what makes me do crazy things like this?
Is it the taste of the food or is it I am self destructive?
I have a really hard time eating like I should after pulling a stunt like this.
Maybe tomorrow will be better.