When The Struggle is Real

I haven’t blogged for a few days as it’s been a real struggle, not because of a brain freeze, or lack of oxygen (low blood sugar), or writers block …but mostly because of health issues stemming from Type 1 (insulin dependent) diabetes. I am on an insulin pump, and was actually one of the first 700 people at the time to get hooked up. The pump was huge compared to what I share in the video below (see the picture at the left of your screen, that’s me in the blue, and that SONY DSCblack thing on my side is my first pump). It was so big, people asked me if it was a pager (that’s a big pager), or some kind of radio. You can see in the video below, how much smaller the pump has become. I was thrilled as the size of the pumps began to decrease in size and the technology became more and more fine tuned.

I was probably about 28 or 29 years old when I first started on the pump; our eldest was about two years old (pictured on my husbands shoulders). Our first baby, born 8 lbs 4oz, was stillborn, which had left me wondering if I would ever be able to have a healthy child . In the video below, after sharing some humorous  idiosyncrasies about myself, I shared a bit about that time of loss in our lives. I had not expected to feel the emotional wave that hit me as I recalled the day of delivery. We had known for a week that our precious baby was gone before the scheduled delivery date at the hospital.  Needless to say, it was an extremely sorrowful time. Thank God, we did not give up, and we were finally blessed with two boys, albeit 7 years apart. I am ever so grateful to be a mom (for the most part, “she said with a wink and a smile”). 😉  Motherhood hasn’t always been easy or a ‘breeze,’ especially as they entered the teen years and beyond, but that’s another story or two, for another time. 🙂 Just being real here. Would I do it all again? 100 times over, “YES!”

So, back to why I haven’t blogged, and my own personal struggle…having used insulin pump therapy for about 30+ years, and having wonderful results, I now find myself plagued with all kinds of issues that I never really had before: Extreme highs, and extreme lows.  It started a few months ago, and my overall A1c (blood glucose average over a 3 month period) was hanging around 7.0, which is relatively good. I can’t even imagine what it is now after all I’ve been through these last months. I have never had to call the ambulance except once in all my 50+ years of being a diabetic, but at the end of last December my sugars dropped to 21, and knowing if it drops to 0 you are comatose, your out for the count, no longer here. I could feel myself blacking out, and as I looked up at the nice paramedic, I kept saying over and over…” Please don’t let me die.” He assured me I was going to be fine, but in the back of my mind I thought, he has to say that even if he doesn’t mean it. I have never felt so out of control and vulnerable.  I ended up in the hospital the next day for about three days. From that point on I’ve had trouble stabilizing my blood sugars. In January it happened again, and I ended up in the hospital as my blood sugars kept plummeting no matter how much sugar I had taken by mouth or how much glucose they stuck in my veins. Talk about a ‘sugar rush!’ Since that time, the blood sugars have been extremely high. Last night, my blood sugars reached 490, and target rate for my sugars, being I’m diabetic, are between 100 and 150.  Rarely has my blood sugar been lower than the 200’s since my last hospital visit. Long term health issues can result from poorly controlled blood sugars. I’m eating what I should eat, I’m testing several times a day, and still sugars are climbing,  though they tend to drop some during the evening. Night time is one of my biggest concerns if and when my sugars happen to drop while I’m asleep; this is what had happened the first time I called the ambulance. I can tell you from experience, fear can come in from such traumatic episodes, and it can rob you of your joy and peace in a very subtle way. That’s where I found myself lately…

This week I was so overwhelmed that I told my husband I would not be going to Mid week services at church. I knew what I had to do, I had to go to our room, close the door, put on worship music and cry out to God. I sat there with my head back and I sobbed all my frustration and grief out to the Lord. One of my friends had told me that she had felt God saying to me, let go, free fall, let God carry me through this time and just trust Him.

As, I sat in my room that night, A song by Bethel Worship, began to play called ‘It is Well With My Soul.’  As I listened, I continued to weep and pray. I told God, “I can’t do this by myself anymore”. I hadn’t even realized until that point, that I was carrying the weight of so many losses and unmet expectations from the last several years. All I could muster was, “Help me Lord, I Need You.”  I felt this ball of grief and sorrow come up out of my heart that I know had been stuck there for a long time. God began to bring to my mind those things that I had been holding onto; grief over my mother who had passed away two years ago, losses and unmet expectations, wounds that were still like arrows in my heart, concerns about my grown children and grandchildren, and so forth and so on. When the tears subsided a bit, I grabbed my ‘Passion Translation’, of the Psalms. I felt led to begin a prayer journal with at least one Psalm a day, where I can just pour out my heart to God. I am more than hopeful for what lies ahead. I already feel a sense of release from the burden of what I was carrying, but I know that it is one step at a time, one day at a time. I’m learning to ‘free fall’ into His loving arms; He will always and HAS always been there to catch me.

 

God has always used humor to help me through many difficult times. Learning to laugh at myself, to be transparent and real is a must for me.

7 thoughts on “When The Struggle is Real

  1. I am so, so ridiculously happy that I found you on here Karen! I am almost certain that if we lived on the same continent & in the same city, you & I would be best friends, Haha! 😂
    I was howling at the bit about the lipstick on your cheeks in Walmart, as that is totally something that I would do, for sure.
    Your life story of sorrow & mourning turned to joy is absolutely incredible and you are a true inspiration of God at work in you. Please continue making videos, you have such a gift. Can’t wait to check out more videos now! Much love, Hayley 😘

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    • hahaha, Hayley, I am now almost 64 years young (August 23), and I no longer do the video’s. In fact, I’m quite embarrassed when I watch any of them. I lost a few when I closed my first Youtube channel down. One of my sons, the youngest, was absolutely mortified and would never watch, my eldest just laughed along. I have a few video’s I will share over time. 🙂 That all came about when I was bored at home, and decided to ‘vlog’, and then my husband would edit them. My heart was to reach out to others and I actually did minister to quite a few on Youtube in private messages. I still have a few friends from that time, some followed me over to Facebook. I guess for the most part I’m a seed planter…and my philosophy, if you will, is to be real and transparent. My target audience at the time, was not necessarily Christians. Anyway (if you noticed I can’t seem to get away from that word), it was a learning experience for me. I learned to put together (nothing fancy) video’s. Something I never thought I could do. Have a wonderful, blessed day, and watch out for the ‘lipstick.’ 😉 Hugs, Karen

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      • Aww I’m gutted you’re not making the videos anymore Karen but glad you have a few left to share. I watched your video again with my husband & girls & they thought you were hilarious too!
        I totally get what you mean about wanting to be real & transparent and that’s really my heart as well. To reach out to the lost in love & sow a seed in their heart that Jesus loves them more than anything.
        Lol, don’t worry, I definitely will not be putting lipstick on my cheeks……just in case! Haha! Hayley 😊💕

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  2. It is so hard for us to let go and let God do His work in us. Even in our sickness, we want to make it better. Letting go was the best thing you could do. He has your future in the palm of his hand. What a great place to be. Wonderful post.

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