Nate rocked the appointment again this visit. He did everything asked of him and not a single tear shed. He's just getting so stinkin' big!
The doctor came in and asked me if the nurse had given us the a1c results ---
Ummm - - - No. I wasn't really nervous. I had looked at our average on the PDM and had a general idea of what it should be this time around. I knew we would be down from February's 7.9.
The shocking news ----- 6.6.
I waited for the lecture.
Even I thought that was too low for Nate.
But deep down I was so damn happy. I won't lie - I like 6.6. I feels good.
No lecture came. They know me there - they know I check, check and check Nate all of the time. I had called in March to report that we were having some serious lows so we discussed those a bit but we hadn't had them since March so it really wasn't as issue ----remember back in March - I thought I cured Nate--- yea, turns out I didn't.
What we have had is low tide . . . smooth sailing . . . the calm before the storm.
Do you remember Wendy's post? Waves? Yea, she knows what I'm talking about. So does Heather from Sweet to the Soul she writes about how diabetes can change in the blink of an eye. No rhyme -- no reason. That is what's happening here. All the pretty numbers ---- where are they going? It starts slowly - - - a random high here or a random high there and then good hell the after breakfast spike --- I saw it yesterday but not today. Same breakfast. Exactly. Ugh!
It has gone from this . . .
back to this . . .
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh . . . Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Ok - not really - - - - I think that was a sick day or something but that picture gives me nightmares!
In all seriousness I have started seeing some highs where we just haven't seen them before and yesterday was day 3 so I upped his basal during the troubled time. Great - no problem, hopefully today we will see if that worked but I know he is entering into another growth spurt --- the eating, oh the eating . . . the boy cannot get enough to eat. More insulin is ok - I know it's ok but it's a little bitter~sweet he's getting so big and it feels like 'big boy' basals. Does that even make sense? We've gone from 0.05 to 0.25 in just over a year.
I hate to use the word hate but I really hate, hate, hate highs. So, 0.25 it is from now on. Just praying that D doesn't get too crazy. I just can't handle any cRaZy right now.
Dear Nate, Please stop growing. You are my baby! Love, Mom
Dear Diabetes, Suck it. Love, Nate's Mom
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