Pumping night two did not go as well as night one!
Alison went to bed with a fairly normal BGL. At midnight she had dropped to 6.1 mmol/l, okay, starting to creep towards the low end of things, but we'll take what we can get. Then 3 am rolled around and we were down to 3.1 mmol/l. I treated her, waited 15 minutes and tested again. 4.6 mmol/l. I treated her again and was going to have to go back into her room, prick her finger again and probably wake her up when Alison asked me if I was planning on coming back in another 15 minutes (she gets things fast for a 4 year-old). Upon my confirmation, Ali decided that she would rather be cuddled up with me in the parental bed than have me come in and disturb her again. It is hard to argue with a child that you keep waking up and forcing sugary snacks into when she is making sense. We dosed off, all snuggled up until I had to get up at 5:30 for work. That's when she found the next heat source, Daddy on his side of the bed and continued on with her slumber.
Just before Terry was leaving for work this evening, Alison got her cannula caught on something and rather painfully pulled out her infusion set. We had to do a site change and rotation tomorrow anyways, so it shouldn't have been a big deal. Alison was so tired and upset from the sting of the other set coming out that she had a complete meltdown. It took both Terry and I to hold her down to sanitize and re-connect her to the pump. She also had a very difficult time with Daddy leaving for work. I had to snuggle her for what seemed like forever to get her to stop bawling :(
I wish that was where the story ended. The alcohol must not have been dry enough when we sanitized the new site location as the infusion set slid right out and the tape was toast. I had to promise to not only give her a star on the blackboard (her reward system) but I had to make a star that was shaped like a pump.
As I tucked her in, she gave me one of those sweet moments that you get from no one but your children. When I told her to get some rest, she replied "Mommy, you get some rest too, you had a really long day".
She truly is too sweet for words.
She is too sweet! I have also been getting checked at night and had the crazy hypos too. I can't imagine going through this at a young age. She is a very strong girl. I hope your sugars get better soon(:
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ReplyDeleteAlison was so young when sh was diagnosed that she'll never remember what life was like before diabetes. In fact, I am not sure she remembers at this point.
You, however, are old enough to understand what it means and to have lived a life without diabetes. Sasha, you are handling your journey with grace and optimism. I enjoy your blog very much!
Thank you(: Sometimes I wish I didn't remember life without diabetes. If I hadn't enjoyed eating sweets all the time, would my life be easier now? I guess, even though everyday is different with diabetes, everyday seems to be better in some small way.
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