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A poster named Peg asked a question on one of my recent posts. She wanted to know if I had any suggestions on how to get her grandson to stop sneaking food that he wasn't supposed to have.

I don't know what kind of regimen your grandson is on, so I'm not sure exactly how much help I can be, but I'll give you suggestions for what we've done with Olivia. Maybe one of these will work with your grandson.
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Those horrible days of highs we witnessed in the past couple of months felt like weeks.  Months even. I was certain that this would not be a good visit to Children's Hospital. Charlie's A1c would for certain be somewhere in the mid 8s. 8.4 I guessed.

 

This would not be like my cat burglar days; sneaking into Charlie's file outside the exam room to find the piece of paper with his A1c written on it by one of the nurses. This time I was in no rush to hear the news.

 

"His A1c is 7.9," the nurse said, popping into the room and grabbing the weathered blue meter from my hands.  Maybe she had seen me in the past, thumbing quickly through the papers in the folder and decided to this time just put me out of my misery.

 

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Well, as I expected, raising Olivia's basal rates sent her plummeting into some nasty lows. I've put her rates back to where they were (thank goodness for different basal settings - I don't have to re-program the pump). She couldn't get out of the 60s today. She felt lousy and spent a good portion of the morning guzzling juice.

I can't figure this out. It's so frustrating. She's not sneaking food. She's not eating more than usual - at least, not since Christmas day - but her numbers were astronomical and took a couple of days of increased basals to get down. She doesn't have her period, although that's another bone of contention - she never tells me when she gets it and unless I happen to notice...stuff...it doesn't get recorded in her log. Very frustrating.

I hate this stupid disease. It frustrates me on so many levels and I don't handle frustration very well.
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I've kind of given up when it comes to the holidays. Olivia's pretty good about not going nuts with the junk, but it's there and I'm not going to tell her she can't have something. I will ration, to a certain extent, but we talk about it and work out a compromise.

It's really hard sometimes, though, especially with the homemade baked goods. I SWAG bolus a lot and I must admit, I'm pretty good at it. Olivia does stay away from things like Hello Dollies and fudge, but she does like cookies and pies and such.
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While in Mexico, my previous pleasant numbers took a turn for the worst. My averages jumped from 130 to 170. Despite proactive measures and many reactive measures, I could not seem to control any of my blood sugars.

 

My blood sugars ran fine the first two days. I actually ended up low for the majority of the time, so I lowered my basal. We were walking all over the city, in the heat for extended periods of time, and eating at unusual times (11 pm for dinner).

 

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Long day.
Long day after a long night after a long day after a long night. Tired. Very tired.
Not in mood tonight to negotiate with Charlie when he throws a minor tantrum because it's shower time.
Angry dad voice comes out. I hate my angry dad voice. I hate using it on any of my kids, but I'm especially regretful after the fact with Charlie.
Charlie whips his head back on to the couch and then lays face down on the floor. I've asked him five times now to come up with me for a shower.
"Charlie! Get. Upstairs. Now!"
He crawls upstairs slowly on hands and knees like a weak desert wanderer searching for water. "Can't," he moans. "I'm so tired."
I'm certain he'd be up the stairs like a leopard if said let's play a video game.
"Charlie! Now!"
The voice in my head tells me he can't be low, you just tested him. Don't fall for it. He's just being a 5 year old not getting his way. (READ MORE)

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Last Saturday, I had the pleasure of hanging out with three of the lovely ladies of the OC (the diabetes Online Community) - Kerri, Shannon and Nicole. We went to a great play at the Trinity Repertory Theatre, in Providence, RI, called Some Things Are Private. It discussed Sally Mann and the photographs she had taken of her children over the years. (READ MORE)

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