Warm beds and Dead sites

Do you know those moments when you are half asleep and you cuddle right into your partner? All is right with the world. Its warm and safe.  Life is good...and then you realize that you have a child with diabetes who needs to be tested.  You fly out of your loved one's arms and hurry to get to your child's room. 

Yes, that has happened in our house...on a number of occasions. Last night I jumped away from Larry and raced out of the room. It was 4:30am and I had not woken at 3! I stumbled into my son's room and was out of sorts for a second. We had moved his furniture around the day before and he wasn't where he was supposed to be. Once I woke enough to remember the new layout of the room, I turned on his lamp, grabbed his meter and got ready to test him.

He mumbled something and I assumed he was talking in his sleep. He mumbled something again and then showed me a piece of white mush.  It was his site. He had rolled over when I came in and the site fell out.  Crap! I had to be a lot more awake for this.  I handed him the meter to test while I found the supplies for a site change.  I was pleased to see that he was only 9(160) when we tested but feared what the failed site would bring in a few hours.

Together we changed the site.  When all was said and done, my son rolled over to instantly fall back to sleep .  I stumbled back to my room in hopes of getting back to the spot where I should have been. As I crawled into bed, I felt bad for Larry and very grateful for his presence.  He had no idea what he was getting into when he became involved with a mother of a child with diabetes.  He didn't know about the crazy hours until he started living with it.  He didn't know that many times his snuggling into me would wake me at an opportune time to test my son when I would have otherwise continued to sleep. I am sure he grumbles as he goes to cuddle into me and my body slips away to another room leaving him with nothing but a warm pillow. 

On the other hand, I am very grateful for this.  This is yet another occasion when his cuddling has allowed me to catch a problem before it became dangerous.  My son seems to quickly elevate to ketones and vomiting lately with high blood glucose levels.  The 1 in 20 statistic has deepened my fear of nighttime lows.  With my second guardian angel around to help me wake at night we will beat this thing and keep my son healthy!