Divine Intervention

So I normally don't talk about my spiritual experiences, because they are mine. I treasure them. I made the mistake when I was younger to divulge some and it lead to me looking like a fool because what I thought were promptings, probably weren't really promptings... BUT lesson learned. And I don't share them with many people if I do at all. But this particular one saved my life and I'm so grateful. No really, it really did save my life.

So I was on my daily jog on Friday night. Granted it was a little later than I normally go running. I like to go run before the sun sets, so my jogs have been getting earlier which means dinner has been getting earlier... Anyway, Rob and I went out to dinner on Friday night. Usually when I eat out, my blood sugars tend to run higher than if I eat at home. I'm still getting a grasp on this whole carb counting thing and protein ratio etc. Anyway, I took the insulin that I thought would be enough just to keep me under 150.

So on my jogs I take Autumn in the jogging stroller for a few reasons. 1) I don't like running alone and since Rob won't go with me... and 2) it keeps me from having to go longer runs because the resistance makes me burn more calories. Awesome! Anyway, so I had Autumn with me and I was planning on doing my 1.8 mile jog and not my 1.1 mile jog. I was prepping for a 5K and wanted to make sure that I had the strength to do the whole thing.

Well there I was jogging and I had just gotten to the point where I can either turn and do just the 1.1 mile jog or I could have gone straight to do the 1.8 mile jog. Just then the thought came very loudly, "Turn! Turn now!" I thought it was me wimping out because it was a bit later than I usually run. But as I was just passing the street, the thought came even louder and said "Turn now!" So instead of questioning it this time, I turned around and slowed down to walk down the hill. (I don't like running down hills... bad on the knees). That's when I felt it. I was shaking and I was LOW! I called Rob to have him come pick me up. He brought me a piece of bread. I ate the bread slowly and weakly but ate it all before he had gotten Autumn and the stroller in the car. On the way home I started to feel like I could have finished that run. I felt like I did wimp out.

But then we got home. I tested my blood sugars. I was at 66 AFTER eating the bread! Who knows what I actually was BEFORE I ate the bread! Oh my goodness! (For those who don't know anything about blood sugar numbers-- anything below 70 is hypoglycemic and is INCREDIBLY dangerous because you can pass out.) SCARY! right!? The only reason I didn't realize I was low until after I stopped jogging and started walking was because I was not focused on how I felt, but rather just trying to make it to the end of the street.

So had I not heeded that prompting who knows what could have happened. But let's just speculate for a minute. Had I kept going, I could have passed out on the street in a part of the neighborhood where not a lot of cars drive past because it's in the corner. I had Autumn with me! I mean she would have started screaming eventually and hopefully neighbors would have been home. But let's not forget that I would have passed out on the street and taken a pretty good fall and would have been busted up pretty good. I can't help but feel like this prompting saved my life.

Since being diagnosed, I have had to rely on the Lord for a lot of strength. Like I have said before, I have felt the Lord's hand in my acceptance of this and giving me the strength to just make it day to day. It's been hard, but I know that I could not have done it without his strength lifting me up and helping me understand what's going on and how to help myself. I feel that my relationship with Him is growing everyday. I feel that because of that growing relationship I was ready and willing to hear that prompting that saved my life.

I know that I am not necessarily the most outspoken spiritual person, but I felt very strongly about writing about this. This is me being grateful for my relationship with my Heavenly Father and Him caring about me so much that he saved my life.