Went out saturday to a mates house, partook in a few herbal smokes etc
etc, no problem there. Cut up some billy for a mate and licked my fingers
afterwards and the whole weekend went downhill from there. I shovelled a
chinese meal down my throat, took 18u of Novorapid and 2 hours later was at
5.6, fine thinks i. Not so, next morning up at 12.6 and have spent most of
sunday fighting what seems to be rocketing sugars. Now i'm finally down to
5.9 after god knows how much tweaking anad excercise.

Moral to this story seems to be steer clear of things that you used to enjoy
prior to being diabetic. I also suspect unwitting consumption of amphetamine
had a LOT to do with this, best way i can describe it is that my insulin
sensitivity went all to hell for a day and a half. Looks like i can add one
more thing to my list of nevers and dont's.

For or the record i suspect that all forms of Amphet, ecstacy and other
such substances raise blood sugar very quickly. I am not wanting to debate
the legality of these substances but i thought that i would post it in case
someone lurking has ever wondered about it. Seeing as substance abuse is a
lot more common these days it seems daft to bury heads in the sand and avoid
the issue. I have done some testing and prior to either substance was at
5.6mmol/l, within an hour i was up to over 11 having consumed NO extra food
at all, in fact i had to shoot insulin to cover the effect, something i was
NOT prepared for. For my own peace of mind i won't be doing those things
ever again, but for anyone that does, please bear in mind the damage you
will be doing to yourself over prolonged use or abuse of these things.

Regards,

Patrick

--
Type 1 Diabetic. Dx'd 1993.
On 26u Lantus and whatever Novorapid my meter says i need.

"Fester" <fester@nospamtagmx.co.uk> wrote in message
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Good reasoning behind posting that Pat. Cheers mate. As an addition, another
substance that REALLY fucks with your sugar are steroids. Not just the
cortico's like cortisone, but anebolics like Deconate. The anebolics are
great for making bad joints work better, but they're not a good idea if BG
is an issue. I just had THE biggest shot of cortisone too and within the
hour my BG went from the mid 4's to NINETEEN!!!!.

I had a BITCH of a job getting it back down and almost the instant I "turned
my back" the bugger shot back up again. I'd got it back to under 6, but
another hour later it was back at 15. I had nearly a week of that!
Morning readngs of 13 do NOT make for a happy mood I can tell you, so yeah,
we need to be careful whenever we shove something into ourselves that
perhaps we shouldn't be doing.

Beav

On Mon, 1 Mar 2004 11:34:24 -0000, "Fester" <fester@nospamtagmx.co.uk>
wrote:

I admire your honesty; thanks for posting.

I'm from the old school, never tried any of those and never intended to.
However, advice on my CLL list implies that I might want to re-consider
the old attitudes when the pain comes along. For medical rather than
recreational use. Don't misunderstand - I'm long past wagging
disapproving fingers at anyone.

I'll still keep an open mind. The problem is that the things that may be
beneficial with one disease, such as the various painkillers (like
cannabis and the opiates) and prednisone, can be disastrous for the
diabetes. So I'll have to walk a fine line when, or hopefully if, that
time comes.

Thanks again; useful info.

Cheers, Alan, T2, Australia.
--
Everything in Moderation - Except Laughter.

"Beav" <beavis.original@ntloxoworld.com> wrote in message
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Just what i experienced!

"Beav" <beavis.original@ntloxoworld.com> wrote in message
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Just what i experienced!

"Alan" <allorstarch@ozconnect.net> wrote in message
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Hi Alan,

The chemical responsible for my high i think was the amphet / E, that's an
old hobby of mine and not one i intend to get back into. The other stuff
like pot etc etc, the only downside of that is the munchies, which combined
with what felt like a hypo caused me to wander into the kitchen and graze
my way through half the fridge.

However i would say that cannabis when used medicinally ( i have a few
friends with MS) is a much stronger and far more efficient painkiller than
anything except the very strongest hospital stuff. Best thing is you can
grow it for virtually nothing and it grows virtually anywhere. Like most
other things, the internet is a golden source of information on just about
any subject you care to mention.

Regards,

Patrick

"Fester" <fester@nospam.com> wrote in message
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Generally speaking I do Pat, but when needs must.... :-)

Beav

"Alan" <allorstarch@ozconnect.net> wrote in message
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Al, as one who's on VERY friendly terms with pain (and one who's CERTAINLY
addicted to pain killers) I recently had a bout of REAL and very acute pain
(as opposed to all day every day pan) and something had to be done.

I'd reached the point where BG were the LAST concern and the corisone shots
I've had, (3 in the last 6 weeks) with 2 of them being delivered in a
syringe the size of a wheelie bin!, I'd be back getting another tomorrow if
the pain warranted it. That fine line you speak of becomes as wide as a
motorway some times:-))

Beav

Fester wrote:

The only time I ever took an amphetamine [not sure what exactly it was,
a "diet" pill of some sort, I think], I lost consciousness 20 minutes
later. No high, no dizziness, no warning, no nothing, the world just
went out and I went down like a tree, face-down onto a hardwood floor.
I came round some time later with my nose still bleeding.

The only time I got anywhere near cocaine, I had an anaphylactic [sp?]
reaction: coughing, sneezing, eyes tearing, then throat glands swelling
up, and breathing difficulties. And I hadn't even taken the stuff, I
was sitting at a table where it was being prepared for taking. It
didn't get bad enough to call an ambulance, but it came close, and we
were discussing what I was going to say to the medicos if it came to
that, when the symptoms started to subside. It was several days before
I felt reasonably okay again.

Both of these incidents happened a lot of years ago, well before
diabetes became a fact of life, and they convinced me that my body
chemistry is a bit odd. They also convinced me to be *VERY* careful
about drugs of all sorts.

Every so often, I wonder what happened to all the money I didn't spend
on recreational chemicals over the years. [I managed to spend it on
other things, but damme if I can remember what. ;-)]

Maggie

--
"There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and
cats." -- Albert Schweitzer

"Beav" <beavis.original@ntloxoworld.com> wrote in message
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I had that day it seems ..... live and learn, well that's meant to be the
plan anyway

"Maggie Davey" <bassett_green@hotmail.com> wrote in message
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Sounds like you were never cut out for the chemical life


Now that is an attitude i wish more people would take
I am quite sure it gets just as easily frittered on all manner of other
equally important things in your eyes The grand thing with smokin da erb
is that you can derive just as much fun from gardening indoors:P

Patrick

On Wed, 3 Mar 2004 21:03:41 -0000, "Beav"
<beavis.original@ntloxoworld.com> wrote:

Hi Beav

One of the little advantages of reading these groups. It's hard to keep
feeling sorry for myself; someone else is always out there with problems
that make mine look trivial.

Actually, I suspect it may be one of the major advantages....

Hope you're pain has gone now, and stays away for a long time.

Wheelie bins? (((shudder)))

Cheers, Alan, T2, Australia.
--
Everything in Moderation - Except Laughter.

Fester wrote:

Indeed, and outdoors in some places. I've seen some really lovely
cannabis plants in gardens in the Low Countries, quite handsome plants
in some nice garden displays. Requires a considerable amount of
discipline to do your pruning for the benefit *of the plant*.

True story for amusement purposes:

My great-aunt Rosemary was an amazing character in a lot of ways that I
won't go into here. Suffice it to say that she was just a trifle
"eccentric". One day, when visiting my mum, a keen gardener who was
going through a hanging-basket phase, Aunt Rosemary threw some seeds
into one of the baskets on Mum's porch. Mum asked her what they were,
and Rosie just said something along the lines of "some nice greenery,
flowers aren't up to much, but makes a good background for violas and
such-like". And they went in and had a cuppa and a gossip.

A couple months later, my brother and his wife and kids came to visit
the grandparents. Brother Bill was a police officer, although not
averse to a bit of weed now and again. As they came into the house,
Bill noticed the hanging basket, and said, "Mum, why are you growing
cannabis on your front porch?" Mother was duly horrified, and greatly
relieved when Bill offered to "dispose" of the offending vegetation for
her. One can guess how he disposed of it. Mother didn't. I think.

Maggie

--
"There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and
cats." -- Albert Schweitzer

On Wed, 03 Mar 2004 23:46:14 GMT, Maggie Davey
<bassett_green@hotmail.com> wrote:
<snip>

On my trip last June I took a photo of what looked like a vast field of
green wheat until you got closer. On a back road in the Nederlands, just
near the German border.

No high fences, right next to a state forest, probably enough to supply
every pot-head in Europe - or beyond.

Cheers, Alan, T2, Australia.
--
Everything in Moderation - Except Laughter.

"Alan" <allorstarch@ozconnect.net> wrote in message
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Ahem .. address please .. answers on a postcard

On Thu, 4 Mar 2004 00:54:27 -0000, "Fester" <fester@nospam.com> wrote:

Send me an email, I'll reply with a couple of photos and where I was to
the best of my hazy memory :-)

If you blow up one of them you may be able to work out where the state
forest is.

Of course, I'm no expert. Maybe it's just a new form of coriander. But
my next-door-neighbour from the "Finks" bikie group expressed a sudden
interest in overseas travel as soon as he saw the photo.



Cheers, Alan, T2, Australia.
--
Everything in Moderation - Except Laughter.

"Alan" <allorstarch@ozconnect.net> wrote in message
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Same for me Al, but sometimes you can have some fun with "ailments".

I was at the physio today (first appointment with this one) and she had to
do the usual "History". Piss funny it was coz I was sat there all
unconcerned like and she said started on the list of "stuff".

Her: You're not epileptic? Me..no
Her, Diabetic (with an "of course not" lilt to her voice:-) Me.. yep.
Her. Oohhh!!.
Her again Asthma? Me.. yep:-)
Her Oohhh!!
Anything else? Me... how much room on the paper have you got:-))

Eventually we got to "surgery"
Her.. had any? Me, Have a guess:-).

By the time I was done telling her about the various and numerous ops I've
had over the years (beginning when I was 11) she was loooking at me in a
whole new light:-)))

There's always someone worse of than you (and me) which is what stops me
whinging about things when I REALLY want to.
The pain in the shoulder's dropped back to manageable levels (well it HAD
before I went to the fucking physio!!) and the back thing is just the back
thing. I often wonder what a pain free day would be like, but it's been that
long now I don't suppose I'll ever see aone again. Still, I CAN get out and
about and I can still do a LOT more than some other less fortunate folk than
me.


When I saw the needle, I asked the doc if I should nip out and find a
plumber. "A plumber?" he said, so I said "Yeah, they've got soil pipes on
the roof's of their vans smaller than that fucking needle you've got in your
hand"

He had a good sense of humour too coz he swapped te needle for one less
likely to tear my arm off:-))

Beav

On Fri, 5 Mar 2004 02:10:13 -0000, "Beav"
<beavis.original@ntloxoworld.com> wrote:

Beav, after I left the RAAF as a SqnLdr Radio Engineer, I did "something
completely different" and drove cabs on the night shift in Melbourne for
17 years.

I picked up drunks for a living. I've faced druggies, pimps, drunks and
Samoan front row forwards. I've been threatened with knives, syringes
full of something red, guns and fists. I aint Clint Eastwood, but I
survived.

But I'm still reduced to a quivering mass of terrified jelly when the
periodontist produces a palate needle of styrocaine, before he proceeds
to clean the inside of the top of my skull.

I can handle a knife (you call that a knife!) but I can't handle a
needle :-)

Just another wimp!

Hope you're feeling better.

Cheers, Alan, T2, Australia.
--
Everything in Moderation - Except Laughter.

"Alan" <allorstarch@ozconnect.net> wrote in message
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But decided it wasn't for you:-))

Not a boring occupation then ;_))))
I told my dentist that if he came NEAR me with a gob needle, one of us was
going unconscious and I didn't care which:-) He said he wasn't getting any
needles out. Thankfully I didn't NEED any as I got a clean bill of teeth
health.

Nor me, at least not in the gob. As far as knives are concerned, I've got an
inch long scar on my right cheek where I WAS knifed when I was 18 years old.
The knife stuck in the cheekbone and th blade snapped. I looked a bit "odd"
in the hozzie with half a knife sticking out of my face:-)

Well I'm going out on the bike in exactly 15 minutes, so I'm not felling too
BAD

Cheers

Beav