Friday, May 17, 2013
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Thursday, April 25, 2013
But....NO, we need to check, it's 11:25 and she hasn't checked since 7:30, she needs a check, and she needs to eat. So I tell her, "check the blue bag" (a bag of D-stuff we keep in the car for times like this) I had just re-stocked the blue bag for our upcoming road trip. She got the test strips out, tested, and put the vial of strips in her test kit, and bloused for her meal. I told her "after school today, you better remember to replace those strips in the blue bag!" We got her lunch, and I dropped her back off at school with 30 minutes still left of her lunch/recess time.
Fast forward to dinner tonight. I made lasagna and garlic bread, she loves lasagna, she asked for a big piece. I got her a big piece, and we bloused for 85 carbs (that is a lot of insulin!) She was eating her food an said she didn't really like it and asked could she not finish it. Normally, I would say, "no you asked for it, you eat it, or you don't get anything else!"
I wrote this last night as I was waiting out the blood sugars.
At 8pm she was 99, she had the chocolate almonds with no insulin.
At 10pm she was 69 with 1.76 units of insulin in her system, and out like a light. I got a juice box and coaxed her to sit up and drink it.
"Come on Kortnie, drink, you're low" I put the straw to her lips, she kept batting it away, finally she drank it. I suspended her basal insulin for 30 minutes. I laid down and set my alarm for 11:15pm.
At 11:15pm she was 150 with .59 units of insulin on board. Just right.
I went back to bed and set my alarm for the normal 2:30am.
At 2:30am I apparently turned off my alarm and fell back to sleep.
At 4:29am I woke up having to use the restroom and realized I missed my 2:30am check. I rushed into her room thinking, "please be breathing, please be breathing", I poked her and she moved. Phew, thank goodness! I checked her blood sugar and she was 89-a little lower than I like for sleeping. I reduced her basal insulin by 40% for 1.5 hours, went potty, and went back to bed.
At 6:05am my alarm went off to wake up for the day. I went to the girls room and told them to wake up, they both wiggled around and made some noises, I went back to my room and snuggled up with Brian for a little bit.
At 6:15am my 2nd alarm went off, the girls were up and Graham was in my room snuggling with me.
I finally got up around 6:30am.
At 7am Kortnie's blood sugar was 147-not bad, not bad at all, although I do prefer her to be a bit lower first thing in the morning, but considering the day we had yesterday, I'll take a 147.
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
So, Kortnie's school is pretty pro active in getting parents on board and encouraging us to get them good dinners and breakfasts before testing as well as reminding us that the kids need lots of rest.
Kortnie usually wakes up and has breakfast around 7, school starts at 7:50, so she does have a bit of a post-breakfast spike in blood sugar in the mornings. Testing was going to start at 8:05am. I was worried about the blood sugar spike.
I got her up right on time, but had her eat before she got dressed. I also prepared breakfast for them. I don't usually cook every morning, we eat a lot of cereal and oatmeal. The kids like it, and generally we don't buy the super sugary stuff.
Also, the kids would be having a snack at school before the test. This I guess the school does so that kids aren't hungry during testing-sadly there are some kids who don't get breakfast at home in the mornings. I didn't want Kortnie to be left out, but I wasn't too keen on the snacks they were giving the kids. Oh, the snacks were just fine, but not really what I wanted for Kortnie. They had juice and crackers mostly I think.
We don't have a 504 in place for Kortnie, (we are doing one next year when she moves up to the big kids school) but her teachers and the other school staff have always been open with us and worked around our needs.
Our plan for Kortnie went this way...
-The night before we tried to have good dinners, no carby pasta or pizza that makes her spike throughout the night
-To bed at 8pm, read until 8:15pm and then lights out, I was diligent about her nighttime checks, to make sure she woke up at a good number in the morning
-Wake up at 6:15am, eat at 6:30am, made them eggs, strawberries, and peanut butter toast one day, and the other day we had egg sandwiches and strawberries, both days they had milk (Vanilla Almond Milk for Kortnie)
-I sent in snacks for her, 3 peanut butter crackers, 1 slim jim, and Healthy Balance Juice. 15 carbs
-I made her a chart to follow on taking BG and snacks
1. Check BG
2. If number is over 150, eat snack and bolus for 15 carbs
3. If number is 105-150, eat snack and bolus 10 carbs
4. If number is 85-105, eat snack and bolus 7 carbs
5. If number is lower than 85 or higher than 250 call mom
-I also made sure that the basket we keep in Kortnie's classroom had plenty of low snacks and other supplies, because they technically were not allowed to leave the classroom during the test. Most of the time Kortnie tests and treats in class, in extreme or stubborn low and highs she goes to the health office, with an escort of course.
-I clarified with Nurse, Principal, and Teacher that if Kortnie had any extreme lows or highs during testing she would be able to leave the classroom, they were fine with that, but said in lieu of an escort (usually a classmate or teacher), the teacher would have to call the nurse or office staff to come get her. I also clarified that if she needed to use the bathroom then she would be able to. I did advise Kortnie that she needed to use the bathroom before class and that she should only use her bathroom privileges if she REALLY needed to go.
-Her second sets of testing were in the afternoon after lunch. I made sure we packed her lunch without excessive carbs and with protein. I didn't limit her, I just paid better attention to what she was taking and helped her to make good choices. I told her and the nurse to call me if she was High or Low at lunchtime, like above 250 or lower than 80. I also told her at recess to run around a little, not to sit on the steps and talk with her friends. Basically I told her to get her wiggles out, figured that might help the spike. And then after lunch I had her follow the above plan for snacks before the test.
Overall, she did really good. She was responsible (with the help of her wonderful teacher), I never got a phone call about crazy numbers. She said the tests were easy, but it wasn't any fun to have to sit still and quiet while the other kids finished (they had to sit and read books if they finished early). I looked thru her meter and her numbers were all good, I can't remember what they were exactly, but I do remember thinking they were good numbers and I wished we could have numbers like that all the time.
It does go to show that with planning, diligence, good cooking, rest, and hard work from both Kortnie and I we can keep better numbers. I'm not going to lie though, it was exhausting, the planning, a few extra checks, making sure our "team" was all on the same page. And luckily Kortnie's body was cooperating and not growing or trying to get sick or anything. I am all on board with doing the extra work to keep her healthy, but sometimes a kids gotta be a kid and sometimes, a mom has to let them.
Thursday, February 14, 2013
|Kortnie is happy to have access to the tools and medications she needs to stay alive.|
Friday, January 25, 2013
Click here for a video on how I put the site in, the video is back from Aug 2011 and is a belly site. I need to make a better one someday.
Put the site in, and, DoH! I forgot to clean off her skin, she had been kind of sweaty in bed, the site didn't stick! Now I have to pull that one off, and do another one.
I'm irritated because my stupidity just wasted a $10 site, she's irritated because even though she is used to putting sites in, they still hurt, and she is tired. She is crying now, but silent big alligator tears rolling down her face. Somehow those silent tears make me feel worse than if she was just blubbering and hollering.
I gave her an alcohol wipe, got a new site out, got it ready to go, waited for the alcohol to dry on her skin. Put the site in and this time it worked.
I cleaned up the mess, Brian primed the tube, got Kortnie hooked back up, gave her the 1.5 units of insulin. I told her to go get back in bed, I went downstairs and put the insulin in the fridge.
Came back up, went into her room and she was in her bed, all bundled up in her blanket, still crying, I gave her a kiss and asked if she was okay. She said yes, still crying.
"Does the site hurt?"
"Are you just tired"
"Go back to sleep now"
She was still crying, her face looked so sad, I could almost read her thoughts and they seemed to be
"why me, this sucks, I'm tired, stupid diabetes, stinkin' needles and pokes"
She didn't say any of that, but I am pretty sure she was thinking it, I know in that moment, looking at my sad, brave girl I was thinking it.
Man, what a life! For me, it was an inconvenience to have forgotten to take care of her pump stuff earlier, but for her it was more than an inconvenience. To be woken up, to have to go in the bright light, to be stuck not once, but twice because mom messed up the first time.
I felt crappy that in my haste to get out of the house, I had forgotten to remind her and to tell her dad that she needed a new site.
But, she felt even worse about the whole situation.
Last night, was a D-Mom fail in my book. Definitely not my first fail, probably not my last fail. It sucks, but there is always next week, right?
For the record
2:12am check was 98
6:47am check was 102
And she was in a good mood, no mention of the drama of last night.
I wonder if she even remembers.
That is a WIN!
Hah! Diabetes can suck it!
Last nights fail turned into a win this morning.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
Ummm, neither or both? This is a hard one. I have red hair, so red? Well, my hair is strawberry blond, so that is more pink, so pink? The color red as in clothing or lipstick, looks terrible on me while pink looks good on me-so I'm told, so pink? I don't really like to wear pink though, mauve or purplely pink is okay. Red roses are nice, but I like the pink geraniums I grow too. Our rabbit has red eyes and they are kind of freaky, pink eye sucks too. I drive a Red SUV Truck and I like that, its fun having a red car, no one wants a pink car. I'm on the fence with this one.