My face and my voice say "GOOD JOB BUDDY!!!!", but my mind is screaming "HOLY SHIT!"
More and more Justin has been taking on his own care... the problem is there is no warning. I just get an "oh, by the way, I was 56 in 3rd period so I had some skittles and then I still felt funny on the way to 4th so I had some M&M's."
His BG was 120 at lunch, which is about 15 minutes into 4th period... soooo he rocked it. What can I say to that?
Over the past few weeks, he has self treated at midnight(we did have a chat about this). Self treated at school for lows a few times. Decided on 21 carbs for a mini cupcake(no phone call, no trip to the nurse)... he rocked those numbers too, BTW. He's even dabbled in texting me info. I'm waiting for the nurse to find out and lose it.
... the shiz has been getting deep around here.
So much for my "helicopter-mom-itis" really working hard to screw him up.
I really couldn't be more proud of him, but I am extremely scared all at the same time. All these jumbled up feelings, swarming like they are ready to sting at any given moment... it's overwhelming.
I think the self treating at midnight scared me most. He was still awake, he says, and felt it. He tested and had a juice with a side of Hershey's. He was probably just waiting for an excuse to eat the chocolate and I can't deny that he did good.I can also appreciate him not wanting to wake me up, but at the same time I had to explain to him that, though I am really proud, at night he HAS to wake me, even if its after he treats himself. See, I can compromise ;)
Now if I can only get him to remember to tell me when he opens his last vial of test strips...
OR!!! When his pump alarms with less than 20u left.
AND... if someone can tell me how to handle this...
No worries...
A day in the life of self care and party invites... please hold while I willingly jump.
4 comments:
LOL! Glad you're "fine", I wonder how many times our parents had to tell themselves the same thing. I can remember hearing the click of the light in my parents room going off when I'd come home after 11 in HS as if they weren't really waiting up...ha!
Sounds like Justin is very in tune with his body. I am impressed with your ability to compromise and let go where need be, you two are an incredible team. I look forward to having Justin tell Isaac, someday, that he too will be able to do all this care without his helicopter mommy :) But not yet...he still gets his numbers reversed every so often, could you imagine entering 31 carbs instead of 13...yikes! Take care ;)
Sounds like you are handling things wonderfully! Totally agree with the night time compromise, can't be too careful there.
I still get up at 3am to test Amy, and have no idea how old she will be when I'm ready to stop!
I'm not so sure I'm looking forward to the girls growing up, think I will savour ages 5 & 7 for now :)
I left my thoughts on Facebook. You guys are doing an excellent job! (it just might require a few extra mojitos)
Lora,
I really know how you feel about having someone help with the middle of the night checks. I wish Jen would get up and help once in a while. I would think that the motherly instincts would kick in and she would get up easily to check on our young guy. He is 6 and has had D! for 4 years now. Jen goes to school full time so I have been try to let her get as much sleep as she can to make sure that she can be alert for school, but even when she has weeks off she doesn't get up.
I really feel bad when I have gotten so tired that I sleep through my alarm. It is tough not to beat yourself up when things like that happen. I feel relieved every morning when I her him wake up or if I go in and can still see him breathing.
Just seems to me that after four years of getting up every night she could take a few turns.
I hope the transition from helicopter mom to adviser goes with out to many complications. I know our time is coming. He is already trying to help and check his fingers. The other day at daycare he told them he knew how to correct for a high blood sugar. He is six keep in mind. They actually let him do it. When I got there to pick him up that were just checking him again. He was at 45 with 1.3 units still on board. I went immediately to the director to have a discussion about letting a six year old give himself a drug that could kill them when administered incorrectly. Just another story for the blog I guess. Keep the head down and hope that a cure comes soon.
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