We've had lows.
We've had low lows.
Today's low was our lowest low.
Yesterday Dr. T called with some changes to Nate's morning basal and breakfast I:C ratio. I was excited to make the changes because sometimes it's just nice to have someone look at things from a different view. At our appointment last week (remember the one where I forgot our bg logs) we discussed Nate's morning spike but we didn't make any changes since we didn't have the logs.
It was a big change so she warned me to be on the look out for lows.
This AM was pretty - - - no breakfast spike.
Although excited about achieving pretty numbers after breakfast Jim and I were keeping a close eye on Dex.
I checked his bg at 9:58 - 134
I checked Dex and it said 130 but no arrow. I hate it when Dex doesn't have an arrow. Come on, Dex - that's what we hired you for - - - the arrows!!
20 minutes later Nate was crying and fighting Jim about getting dressed. It just didn't feel right. I grabbed the meter and checked his bg again --- 39.
We've seen lower numbers. Nate's lowest low is 30 but this 39 was far worse than the 30 we saw shortly after Nate's diagnosis.
He was crying.
He wanted his mommy and his mommy wanted him.
Juice box down.
So, So, So Sleepy.
He kept falling asleep on my shoulder, he couldn't hold up his head, if I didn't support his back he was falling backwards.
Down - Down - Down - he wanted me to put him down on the couch.
I put him down and he fell backwards - he couldn't sit up.
He fell back.
Closed his eyes.
No Nate - NO NO NO!
Please don't close your eyes.
NATE WAKE UP!!
Jim got him to eat 10g of banana
He was sleep eating.
NATE WAKE UP!
PLEASE BABY OPEN YOUR EYES!
NATE OPEN YOUR EYES!
OPEN YOUR EYES BABY!
PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!
OPEN YOUR SWEET LITTLE EYES FOR MOMMY!
Finally Jim could tell he was coming around. I was holding him now with his head on my shoulder and Jim was watching his eyes.
Glucagon is in the kitchen.
Glucagon in the D Bag.
Glucagon is in the truck.
Glucagon is in my purse.
We were seconds away from using the glucagon for a 39.
To say that I was scared would be an understatement.
I was terrified.
I wanted to curl up into a little ball on the floor and rock back and forth.
Fortunately, in moments like this we are able to pull down from deep inside and find the strength we need to get through the moment.
Today I found some extra strength and got through the moment.
I waited until later to fall apart.
Here are 2 great posts from PWD on how it feels to be LOW:
I am Low - Haley @ Naturally Sweet
He Held Me - Sarah @ I don't have Diabetes - I've got 'Tha Suga'