We've been having high sugars...really, things haven't been "under control" yet. Which is unnerving, exhuasting, scary and overwhelming. But yesterday morning takes the sugar-laden, frosting-covered cake.
Hannah went to band, up at Truman. Calls me at 8...her blood sugar was over 550 -- more than 100 points higher than when we were admitted to the ER. Sigh.
What to do, what to do, what to do. Decided to have her give herself more insulin. Wait in the nurses office at Truman and then ride the band bus back to school. Test her numbers again at 9, 10:30. Thankfully when I talked to the clinic hey confirmed my thinking. That was a confidence builder for sure.
A day full of texts and calls to school nurses and teachers and Hannah. A new insulin protocol. An extremely emotional girl who was sure her bs level would land her back at the hospital.
Blood sugar came down. And of course went low. :). So we practiced what to do when blood sugars are low.
Our new direction with insulin means wonky (wonkier?!?) blood sugars for a few days. Timing couldn't be worse with Hannah's play. But I'm finding diabetes to be a heartless bitch who doesn't much care what else is going on. Ah well. We will cope.
Hannah is scared to go to band. Scared to go to school. Scared to go to play practice. Scared to eat. Here is hoping with move though this particular phase quickly.
Have a great day!!
Katie
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