It was four in the morning. I had over slept. I had wanted to check my son by three. I had increased his basal rate to deal with reoccurring highs but he had also been doing yard work that evening and I was not sure how things were going to go in the diabetes world.
I stumbled into his room, made my way through the landmine of dirty socks, old t-shirts and the fan he has sitting on the floor. I found the meter, strips and even a lancing devise this time. He lost one the previous night. It has yet to be found but I am sure will surface one day when I least expect it!
I tested and found that he was high. I cursed. I felt like there was no winning. I then looked at the meter a little closer. In the top left hand part of the screen was a little text box. It was like the meter wanted to tell me something. We are using a Verio IQ at the moment so I know that the meter did want to tell me something.
It had noticed the pattern of highs that he has been having overnight. At four in the morning, when you are tired and frustrated because diabetes has once again messed you (and your child) up completely...(I mean he should have been low not high after an upped basal AND physical activity), the last thing you want to see is a know-it-all blood glucose meter telling you the obvious--Diabetes kicked your butt once again!
Looking at that small little icon, I could hear the meter say "He is high. He has been high at night for some time. You really should up his basal rate. This can cause problems later. What is wrong with you? Why haven't you done this already? Are you thick? I am giving you the icon. Get with it won't you!"
I cursed a little more and left the room. Maybe I will get it right tonight...maybe but probably not.
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