Friday: Late duty= run in the AM, not my favorite time but Bulls on @ night and working 'til 530 but smoked a 5K and had a nice time b/c it was sunny for the first time in like a month. Chasing dog in house, wipe out in socks on clean floor, sprain wrist. Lots of snapping,crackling and popping so...
Saturday: Day off working out, run around, do grocery shopping and some other errands decide to get wrist xrayed and they come out negative doc says "do you want some painkillers?" well, it's sore, what the hell, get rx. drop off on the way home but, amazingly enough, it's still nice out so ride over in an hour to pick them up and then cruise the trail, maybe 10 miles, not a huge ride but pleasant, BG 60 when I get home, a bit dicey so have some carbs, order ribs/ fries/ etc. for dinner, go to pick up...eeek, up to 126 in drive through!! (CGM only...) hit it w/ anticpating 85G of carbs (fried shrimp too...) and go home. It appears to be reasonably normal so dinner gets up to 105 or so so I figure "I'll head the spike off @ the pass and take the dog for a walk!!" which I do, that crashes the BG out totally, spend the rest of the evening chasing the dragon, snacking, etc.
Sunday= long awaited big run day, it's sunny *and* warm and not even as windy as it's been so hit the road, crank out 10 miles, had planned to take mom to lunch but get home and Mrs & junior are making impromptu excursion so playing with dog outside is in order to inspire dog restroom (fail, dog did ok, though, she's got the hang of it...). The run was odd as CGM was lowish, in the 60s like the whole time. Fortunately, 4 or 5 miles, I had my meter, ooops...one strip! I'd had a granola bar beforehand and a yogurt but it wasn't rockin' but I felt ok, so I ran out to 7 miles or so and tested. I'd been munching away on carbs the whole time too but still in the 70s so sprinted a bit, had some carbs, kept running, CGM stayed low but got 10.5 miles in, had a nice time but then, of course, all the carbs were subject to exerpariesis and BG spiked afterwards up to 160. Bolused for what I figured I ate, went to lunch, next town over, a bit low, had a screwdriver as 56 w/ 6U IOB w/ shi-shi food coming but lunch worked out ok. CGM now in the 40s but BG tests (reloaded) still showing 70s or so. Went home, began preparing Mother's day feast-- ATK Bolognese sauce, very tasty but sort of a constant input recipe- CGM STILL in the 40s, BG tests, like every 20 min or so still in the 70s, maybe not ideal but ok, right? Kept cooking, party got going ok, had some appetizers, maybe overstacked bolus or something, dinner finished just in time for the Bulls' game. Started watching, MrsAcidRock "oh, sure, me and your mom will clean up the dishes on mother's day" "no, no, I'll get it in the commercials..."
Next thing I recall is the paramedics w/ Oxygen mask, EKG, whole 9 yards. They are going "his BP is 120/ 70 [yay] but this is odd...] and they are like "this EKG isn't normal, you need to see your doctor *immediately*", of course alarming everyone, including me. They spared me the trip to the hospital but I dutifully went to the doc the next day, 12 lead EKG was normal, no issues but let's schedule $12K worth of tests.
The really crazy thing is that today, I decided to hop back on the treadmill, BG was a nice 20 w/ only .2U IOB so no big deal, had a whiff of Gatorade and, maybe 2.5 miles into it, decide to see what my pulse is doing and it was doing the *same* 3 and 1 beat depicted in the EKG from Sunday!! EEK. I checked CGM, it was ok, like 85 down from 115 when I started, no big deal but then I test and it's 45 or something like that so maybe the hypo is causing the irregular heart thing? Or maybe I am a dangerous lunatic? Or both? There's an Echo CT (?? every person I talk to calls it something different...) on the addenda w/ the treadmill so we'll see how that goes. I wonder if I should run my BG down to see if the result is consistent?