It's time to catch up. It's been a few weeks, and I need to vent, so let's do this. Grab some coffee, tea, whatever you like. If it's five o'clock where you are, pour yourself a glass of wine.
It's six weeks ago this week that Harper was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. They have been six short but long weeks. Although we've learned a lot in these six weeks, we still have a long way to go.
The battle never ends, and some days it can be an uphill one. The constant management of blood glucose levels is forever on my mind. I can be an obsessive person by nature, and the desire to constantly check Harper's blood sugar is ever-present. So, I try to restrain myself and limit the testing to 8-10 times per day.
And then there are the nights. The nights are scary. How do we have any indication of her blood sugar dropping is she's sleeping and unable to recognize her symptoms? If Harper's blood sugar drops too low, she could become unconscious. How will we know if I'm not checking her blood sugar every hour or two? Most nights I wake at least once to check her blood glucose level. If I am not happy with her number, I'll wake again an hour or so later to check it again.
It may not be necessary, but it certainly gives me the peace of mind that I need to fall back to sleep until I wake again in another 3 hours.
Over the past 3 weeks, we've had our first experience with low blood sugar. One Friday evening as we were getting ready to go out for dinner, Harper complained of feeling shaky and hot. Immediately I told her to check her blood glucose level. It was 54. Her target blood glucose is 150. She was low. And this low was scary because it was our first experience with a low blood sugar.
I gave her a lollipop, a sweet luxury she hadn't had in over a month, and a juice box, another luxury of which she's been deprived. And we waited for her blood sugar to rise. Checking her blood sugar every 15 minutes, Harper patiently waited as the number slowly climbed.
Eventually, it came within a normal range. And we were able to breath a sigh of relief.
It was going to happen at some point. Every diabetic has times when their blood sugar plummets. I was glad that her first time happened while she was at home and not at school. Now, she is able to recognize the symptoms and react quickly and appropriately.
It's all part of getting accustomed to this new life of ours. Most days I forget that life was once different than this. I guess that's a good sign.
And it helps to have some other fun things going on. Easter is coming. The kids have spring break next week. I'm looking forward to taking a break from packing lunches for a week and not waking up to an alarm.
Harper's Communion is May 3rd. We are having a small family gathering after the mass. She's excited about it, but admitted to me today that she's a bit nervous. I think that's so cute. I ordered the invitations today. I am a Tiny Prints girl, but tried a new site this time around. I had a promo code that came with my MacBook when I bought it a few months ago. I thought now would be a good time to use it. If I love the invitations, I will definitely share them with you.
I'd love to hang around and chat longer, but I've got a stack of magazines on my nightstand that are waiting for me. And I am pretty excited to crawl into bed and read them.
Thanks for listening. xo
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