Friday, November 14, 2008

World Diabetes Day

today has been a day to raise awareness about diabetes. the only awareness i contributed to was letting my son's doctor aware that i needed a refill on humalog.

today was a day like any other day. my son wakes up, we check his blood, i ask him what he wants for breakfast. he wants shredded wheats; i calculate the inslulin/carb ratio, give him a shot on his thigh, he eats, showers, takes forever to towel dry his beautiful curly hair, he asks me if the weather is going to be hot or cold, so he can decide if he can wear shorts or not. tx weather, you never know. his dad usually wakes him up at 6 and i woke him up at 6:18. he is worried that he will be late if he rides his bike to school, i will give him a ride. i've made his lunch, usually goldfish, granola bar, peanut butter sandwich and a piece of fruit, because that's about all he desires for a lunch. calculate the insulin/carb ratio of his prepared lunch and write it down for the school nurse, make sure everything is signed and all the mega amount of third grade homework is in his folder. then off we go at 7:30 to drop him off at school , which is a little over a mile from our house. wish him a great day. back home in a minute. phew... I'm so not a morning person.

i worry while he's at school that his blood sugar could be affecting his ability to learn or concentrate. i do take comfort in knowing that his school has a great nurse. after school i meet up with him while he tries to walk home. a lot of the times he wants to walk with his friends, and then there are those other times, when he gets low and the tabs in his back pack don't give him the instant energy to walk up the hill to our house. he's then glad to get in the car for the rest of the way home. he's usually starving after school. more carb counting more shots.

also, it's pretty awesome that he is on the student council. tonight he was in charge of selling soft drinks for a family movie night at his school. we watched kung fu panda. it was cute, just sad that they sold out of pickles before i got one. my son was also in charge of making signs after school, for the pickles, soda and popcorn they were selling. he said he was getting so hungry with all that pickle and popcorn talk.


dinner time has been on the table earlier than usual this year. my 9yr old son and my 13yr old daughter eat so much. they seem to want to eat every hour on the hour. i don't know where they put it. oh, and add their father to the equation and it's like i'm feeding a football team. seriously, i usually have to double a recipe for 4. my son will want more snacks all night long, which means more carb counting and shots. sometimes when he's not burned out on protein he won't need a shot.

my son sometimes tells me that me, his sister, the cat, and the dog are lucky not to have diabetes. of course it totally breaks my heart and i wish he didn't have diabetes and if only we could trade places. i then quickly snap out of it and start thinking that we will make the best of it.

before my son goes to bed we check his blood and give him a shot of lantus and a snack if he's on the low end.
it's almost midnight and i will check his blood now and at 2am. if his numbers aren't too low i will sleep fine. if he is lower than i'd like i will be up all night checking to make sure it will not mysteriously drop even lower while we sleep.

maybe he will be on a pump soon, but he's one of those people who'd rather not have anything attached to them.

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