Hiccups.

That’s what we have, in life. Hiccups.

It serves me right for celebrating the wins the other week! Fuck it.

Everything is fine. Beau is fine, we are all fine.

But something has changed, and I am thinking we just may be getting out of the ‘honeymoon stage’ and now we are getting a feel for what ‘real diabetes’ is…

Over the past 2 weeks, Beau has had a wee cold, runny nose, cough etc. Some days he has been running (not sure why we say running, but none the less, running) quite a bit higher than usual.

I haven’t really acted on it. One day at work I thought I might need to get him from preschool but it was fine. Although, he didn’t eat a lot as we were worried he was high and they aren’t giving him insulin so it’s hard to give him a correction (an extra injection of insulin) when he gets high…

So anyways, Saturday night, Beau was HIGH.

We had a lovely busy day! KW is unwell so I had the boys in the afternoon and we were meeting friends at the park for fish and chips. These friends also made delicious cup cakes for our picnic, so I had thought he might go higher.

I gave him 1.5 units before dinner. Usually we only give him 0.5 for dinner.

He had his hot dog, and although I was distracted I didn’t notice him eating lots of chips. He ate the icing off the cupcake though, which I guess, was a huge mistake. Even though I really don’t want him to miss out on things like that, and he barely has anything like that.

Anyways, then the kids played at the park and burnt off energy. We got home and his BGL’s came crashing down. So, I had to feed him up! With milk and a decent amount of a hot cross bun.

Well, THAT was stupid. He was high.. All night, well till 4am. From 8.30-1am I gave him 3 corrections (insulin injections)

NONE of the fuckers worked.

UGH.

So I booked a reliever for Monday. And I booked a Drs appointment for a general check up. As when diabetics are sick, they can run higher. And I called the Diabetes team to ask them for any answers and to see what their advice was… where to from here etc….

Well…

Beau is great, he passed the GP check up with flying colours.

The diabetes team call went for 20 long minutes, and… it turns out… it was my fault! Fuck.

So, he’s fine but on Saturday night when I gave him the hot cross bun as he was coming back down low after the insulin, that had too many carbs that kept him high all night, even with the 3 correction injections.

It just sucks because that’s fine, but on Monday Beau needed 3 insulin corrections too. That is 7 altogether for the day. 7 injections can you imagine that?!

But why? There was nothing out of the ordinary we did, or different food he had.

So, I get that I fucked up. And I am hard enough on myself for it thank you very much, but why all these other highs?! They don’t have a rhyme or reason.

Also, apparently we are still in the ‘honeymoon phase’ because Beau’s BGLs remain relatively steady overnight.

Anyways, I’m wiped out and have 42 five and six year old children to teach tomorrow, plus my own 2 to get sorted, plus to pack and plan for going away. Eshk!

So NOW the NEXT blog will be after Pump Start which is in 6 and 7 sleeps!