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GoGurt and a Kiss

Diabetes doesn’t sleep.  And blood sugars still fluctuate at night.

Admittedly, we don’t check EVERY night as some do (that is entirely a different blog post).  But all too often, checks in the night are completely necessary.

Our schedule is that Ryan checks before HE goes to bed, then Jason and/or I check before we go to bed which is usually between 11:00 – midnight.

Several weeks ago, I went up to check Ryan and he was 72.  Too low to go to bed for the night, we like to see that number around 120.  So I went downstairs to get a GoGurt, our nighttime sugar low treat of choice.  It has a great combination of carbs/sugar and protein to keep his number up longer.  Bonus:  we can just squeeze in his mouth and all he has to do is swallow.

Jason followed me back upstairs with the GoGurt to watch (and to be engaged . . . love this man!).

Usually, we can get Ryan to chew, drink a juice or milk and swallow in his sleep with no effort at all.  But for some reason, Ryan was very hard asleep and was fighting a bit.  It’s a delicate issue for a mom not to startle the child while waking him to treat a low and arouse him just enough to swallow so he will go right back to sleep as undisturbed as possible.

But for some reason, Ryan was not so cooperative this time.

I quietly and delicately worked to rouse him enough to take the yogurt but to no avail.  Every time the squeezer would touch his lips, he would jerk his head to the side not just avoiding it but wanting no part of it at all.

Jason, being the awesome dad he is, decided to video this sweet boy.  Click on this link to watch and see how sweet this boy really is!


And it’s the nurse, again!

Blogging every day for a month . . . Diabetes Awareness Month . . . my brain’s pretty fried but here’s how D interrupted life today.

It’s been a busy day here.  Grocery shopping, cleaning, laundry (just a little), reading, studying for a lesson and on the phone making appointments and medical phone calls for one of my non-d sons.  My back hurts (and I’m a little concerned about it) and, of course, like 99.9% of all of mankind, I’m tired!  And not to mention all the other non-d issues that bombard everyone’s life!  Whew!!!

Ryan’s sugar has run high for weeks now.  Just about the time I go to change a ratio or something, he has a low and I think, well . . . let’s wait a bit.  Then high again.  Then a day or two of ok.  Up and down, up and down.  I feel seasick.  No ketones though, thankfully!  Because he’s been high so much and then takes a dive here and there, he has been at the nurses office a lot lately checking.  He goes on his own, as much as he wants and no one EVER questions him. 

This morning I told him to go to the nurse when he needs to but ONLY when he needs to.  See, he so loves her and the front office ladies.  The principal told me a month ago that Ryan “owns the front office.”  Hmmmmm . . . little bugger!  Nevertheless, I told him not to take advantage of the freedom they give him. 

At 8:46, I get an email from the school nurse, “Came down at 8:40..  Blood sugar was 161.”  I apologize and tell her I will remind him again to only come when he needs to.  She replied, “Don’t worry Mom, I rather him come then not come.”  She’s awesome!

At 11:29, another email (our daily email), “Blood sugar prior  to lunch was 176.”

At 12:28, I get a phone call from the nurse, “Ryan came down to the clinic, said he felt low ~ 57.”  We discussed treating with juice, waiting 15 and she would call me again.

At 12:46, another phone call, “He’s 89.”  We discussed how he was acting and determined he was ok, to go ahead and eat his 1pm snack (because it was crackers to counter act the sugar of the juice and keep him from spiking then crashing) and go back to class. 

At 1:41, another phone call, “Well, he came down again, looks a little pasty and took his sugar, he’s still 89.”  Then she says, “His eyes have that glassy, absent look.”  My reply, “Ok, G, I give . . . I’m on my way.”

So for those who think that D is just cut back on the sugar and he’ll be fine . . . I tell you to try to get anything done walking in our shoes for a day. 

Granted this isn’t typical, but definitely a possibility every day, and we’ve definitely done this before. 

On a positive note . . . I love our nurse.  I love my boy.  And his sugar went up to 161 about an hour later.  🙂