The girls and I were cleaning the playroom when Nate comes running in and drops the Light Bright and all of it's million little pegs all over the floor. Grrrrr!! I was so mad at him. I told him (loudly) to pick them up and he flat out refused, started crying and saying NO NO NO. His behavior was a little off but not WAY off. I took a look at Dex --- > 112 with a straight arrow. I actually thought to myself --- I'm so kicking D's butt right now. It was 3 hours after breakfast and absolutely no spike. As I was very busy patting myself on the back I noticed Nate's eyes glaze over and his words became slurred. I scooped him up and he fell limp into my arms.
Emma ran for Nate's D bag so we could test him . . . . 44. What the heck?
Emma ran for some GoGo Squeeze apple sauce and he refused to eat it --- GoGo Squeeze is Nate's all time favorite treat so I immediately knew we were in trouble. I ran to the kitchen -- attempted a juice box and a squeezable yogurt. He was combative and refusing to eat or drink anything.
Again, I scooped him up and ran him into the bedroom so that Jim could help me. He immediately took Nate and tried to force the juice, the apple sauce and even some Smarties. We were unable to get him to eat or drink anything so we started just rubbing the apple sauce in his mouth but he would act like he was going to vomit and then spit all of the apple sauce out. His head was bobbing and his eyes were rolling.
Jim looked at me and said out loud what I was thinking --- it was time for the Glucagon.
I ran into the kitchen and was amazingly calm as I opened the very intimidating red kit, mixed the solution together and grabbed a syringe.
Loaded and ready to go I went back to the bedroom where Jim was holding Nate. Jim went to get more food/candy and I gave a small dose of the Glucagon. I didn't think it was necessary to give the entire dose. Just minutes later he was totally fine. Telling Jim he wanted some Smarties. His sweet, raspy voice laughing as Jim and he were play fighting over the Smarties on the bed. It was that fast.
As soon as I heard that sweet voice I fell back onto the bed and the tears began to roll down my face. As I walked back to the kitchen to clean up my mess I snapped a picture of the aftermath. I posted it on Facebook and within moments started getting words of encouragement from all over the U.S. My phone rang and as soon as I saw my friend, Joanne's name pop-up I could no longer keep it inside. I fell apart on the phone with her. She understood. Neither of us had to say a word. Same. I went from totally calm to an absolute wreck in just a matter of moments.
So, my lessons for the day were --
* Never get complacent with diabetes ---- stooooooopid.
* Gluagon --- not as intimidating as I thought it would be but I strongly advise doing a practice run so that you are more comfortable with it in case the need should ever arise.
* Glucagon --- in a non life or death situation a small dose works wonders.
I think I need to insert a disclaimer here . . . Always consult a physician or call 911 if you feel like you or your loved one is having a severe hypoglycemic situation or seizure.
So, for your viewing pleasure here is a video just about 30 minutes before Super Nate's super low:
And a picture of Nate terrorizing his sister, Emma 30 minutes after his low:
I love this picture because my sweet Nate is 100% safe, alive and as precocious as ever after a very scary low (ducking fiabetes) and I also love the way Emma is just totally ignoring him. :)
Glucagon and Carry on --