Its been a little over a month or so since I wrote about my decision to be a Nazi Mom when it came to my son's diabetes care. He had not been testing at school, was lying about readings and his actions had basically scared the crap out of me. I had revoked a lot of privileges for a week, made a new rule for him to text me each day and demanded to see his meter the minute he walked through the front door.
Well, I wish I could say that he started texting, testing and was instantly reformed. He wasn't but we have seen some changes. While he didn't always text, he was at least testing at least three times a day at school. The testing amount is not as often as I would like but it beats no testing during school hands down. I have learned to take small victories and this was definitely a victory.
He has been pretty good about bolusing (thankfully) and began to chastise himself if he forgot. After forgetting a test or two and a bolus, he went through the house with yellow sticky notes. The notes were posted in his room, by the computer and other places he felt he might be. They read "bolus or die or worse" and "... test from Me or die". I commented that he was a little extreme with his wording. He just shrugged it off and said it was important that he do this period. I left him to it.