Tonight we had our 1st scary low with Nate -
We went out to dinner with my parents and Nate was plowing along through his bread when he just suddenly looked at me and started crying. It was a cry that was telling me something. Something was wrong like he had hurt himself but clearly nothing had happened. I grabbed him out of the chair and into my arms. He was not ok. A little too sleepy, a little too limp, and a little bit TOO LOW. We checked his bg and he had dropped from 220 before we started dinner to 50. He would not eat or drink and he was just not acting right. Jim and I took him outside in the cold air and got him to drink a juice box. He perked up then but once we got back inside he was just so sleepy and wanting to nod off in my arms. We finally got him to eat a little and before long he was back to his charming self.
I carry all of the tools with me in case this happens. Juice, Gel, Icing, Rice Krispie Treat (his fav), Breakfast Bars, & Glucagon. I just was not expecting to use any of it tonight. It was really out of no where. Honeymooning? I guess! Who really knows?
I said earlier tonight that I hate, hate, hate diabetes then I read a quote from a very wise little girl with type 1. In response to her mother's questioning if she hated diabetes she said "If I hated diabetes then I'd hate myself because it is part of me."
So, I do not like what diabetes is doing to my son but I do not hate it because it is a part of him. I will learn to embrace it and live with it in honor of a beautiful little girl named Kacey that taught me a very valuable lesson this evening. Thank you Jill for sharing your story and thank you to your wise and beautiful daughter, Kacey.