O.K. I thought to myself (in the millisecond lighting speed conversation I have in my head when dealing with type 1). Snack time is not for another 30mins BUT she has been playing outside...so I said "go get your meter and check your blood sugar" She is 5 now and we want her to take charge of diabetes.
and in a very quick response she said "I don't know where it is"...meaning you go get it!
O.K. (I again thought to myself) time to get my ass up and look for the damn meter...grrrrr I hate when diabetes demands me to stop what I'm doing to pay attention to it, can't it just leave us alone...we are busy!! (I'm sure all the PWD that are reading this are thinking to themselves, ya tell me about it!!).
As she started skipping her way behind me I thought again to myself ,well I guess she is just kinda hungry and wanted a snack because she defiantly was not acting LOW. Sometimes Cara uses T1to her advantage, she is a clever kid!!
I grabbed the meter, poke the finger
5...4...3...2...1.... 2.7mmols (48.6)
WHAT...OH SHIT!! and the mom-o-meter is turned to panic mode.
You see, we have not had a lot of experience with the 2's. Cara seems to catch anything in the 4's and sometimes 3's but never 2's.
Our last experience with a 2 had me in tears the lowest of the low and had Cara on the ground unable to walk.
This 2 was way different. I don't know the difference between 2.7 and 2.3 but there seems to be a lot...
A juice box and flakie later and she was ready to play outside and I'm left feeling not so secure about her ability to feel the lows as I once was. I just hope that "feeling" comes back really soon and that it is not gone!!
|Cara loves passion flakies 28grams of carby goodness|