He's had a stomach flu (yes, yes, was worried a bit there that it was H1N1, but the stomach flu is what's going around town and his symptoms fill the slots). He's been all over the map blood glucosewise. His energy levels are so low that I barely recognize him. We haven't done much other than to be close by to check his urine ketones (also all over the map), check his blood glucose, push water, push food, and push or withhold insulin.
Good thing for the Internet. I sit here and surf and post until something else needs doing.
At any rate, today, I was reminded that even with all our interventions, his numbers do sometimes go haywire. As an adult, he'll have to work at not being alone on days like this because his judgment can become impaired and his impairment can kill him. Man, as if the pressure of finding a nice partner, nice friends, etc. isn't hard enough.
Sobering thoughts for the mother of a little kid with this lifelong disease.
It is late, though, and it is close enough to 2 am to see if the mega correction of insulin and the catheter site change I gave him an hour ago worked....
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Maybe when he's older, he can look into a diabetes alert dog.
The theory is that they can alert their owners before the levels go so out of whack that judgment is impaired.
Even better, maybe there will be an accurate monitor/injector device by then.
I'm hypoglycemic. While much easier to manage in general (than diabetes), when glucose goes too low I black out and loose consciousness. This is intended to reassure you. I had trouble w/this earlier in life and got to the point of passing out w/o doing/saying anything on several occasions. As an adult, I often get disoriented, irritable, shaky, ears ringing, etc. but always address it before blacking out. Trust that Babbo will learn to read his bodies signals and know how much time he has to respond, and that he needs to respond, not ignore.
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