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The nurse slapped the small piece of paper down on the table.

 

I glanced at the 8.2 and then looked away, disinterested. I figured as much. Like I said, it’s been a high summer.

 

I spoke to the nutritionist first, then the CDE and then the doctor.

 

Charlie’s height is trending fine, but his weight had dipped in the last three to six months. Despite the A1c of 8.2, Charlie couldn’t have heard better news from the dietician.

 

"Let’s up his food. Make it more like 185 to 200 carbs per day."

 

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Sounds like a bad sitcom destined for cancellation, but seriously … what is up with Charlie?

 

He has had chronic stomach pains for weeks and we don't know what's causing it. We thought maybe he had a bug after he woke us up at 5 am last Saturday to tell us that he was about to vomit. Which he did. Once.

 

If it is a virus, it's the longest one ever. His blood work came back negative for Celiac disease, but Susanne's gluten-free gut tells her otherwise. The peds want to take him off dairy for a week or two to see if the issue lies there.

 

He has just been very un-Charlie like and I'm getting concerned. Where is the Charlie that harasses us until submission? That begs us to stay up late and devours everything on his plate? He's not eating because he feels sick when he does.

 

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Charlie's ice hockey session ended yesterday. After a rocky start – which I wrote about recently – I must say; blood sugars have worked out beautifully.

 

Without too much trial and error, we found a routine that worked and stuck with it for the remaining four weeks of the hockey program.

 

I tested him just before he took the ice, unplugged him and gave him a 20-carb banana (with no bolus) to cover the intense workout. Unsure how it would work out in the beginning, careful disconnection of his pump felt like an attempt to dismantle a bomb. "Work damn you! Work!"

 

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As parents of children with diabetes, we are constantly being challenged with difficult decisions to make.

 

Charlie has wanted to play ice hockey for over a year now. He lives for hockey. He mimics the moves he sees on television from professional hockey players, pretending to stop on a dime and spray ice on the hard-wood floors. He sets up little hockey figurine players and simulates game situations. When he's not doing that, he plays hockey on his Playstation. And when he's not doing that, he and I play indoor knee hockey in his bedroom where he repeatedly takes ferocious slap shots into my groin. It's great fun. The kid loves hockey, is what I'm tryin' to say.

 

The waiting was finally over. I knew how excited he was for this moment, so I didn't want to screw it up on my end. I came with a simple plan:

 

1. Feed him lunch before he plays

2. Disconnect pump

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* This just in from the Potash Research Facility. In a five-day study involving the consumption of Frosted Mini-Wheats cereal for breakfast, one patient (Charlie) demonstrated postprandial blood glucose levels that - in scientific terms - didn't suck. Glucose levels peaked at about 200 mg/dl, a marked reduction from the postprandial effect of blueberry waffles. Chief Scientist Susanne Potash observed positive results in four out of five days. The patient's reaction, however, after being told that he'd be having more Mini-Wheats and less blueberry waffles for breakfast, did suck.

 

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The day before Charlie was to begin playing ice hockey for the first time, we went to the rink to break in his new skates and get a little practice in.

 

As it is with just about everything we do, decisions need to be made regarding Charlie's diabetes. Do we adjust basals? Maybe. Does he skate with pump on or pump off? What do we do with his testing supplies? I didn't want to hold the bag while skating the whole time yet I couldn't leave it behind in a locker. I ended up stuffing my coat pockets with alcohol wipes, peanut butter crackers, a juice box, test strips, a pricker and the meter. With a camera, cell phone and keys also in my pockets, it's a wonder I was able to move at all.

 

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The new year is off to an auspicious start. Despite being hampered by pink eye and a very nasty cold, I've already accomplished my first resolution – grow a manageable light winter beard as a distraction to increasingly thinning hair. Done!

 

Christmas was nice. Santa rocked it. Although …

 

I hate to be nitpicky, but there was one Christmas present under the tree that we just had to throw out due to the odor. Remind me next year to specify in my letter to Santa that "working pancreas for Charlie" should be kept on ice.

 

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It wasn't too long ago that Charlie was a picky eater. Even if we offered him run-of-the-mill kid food like peanut butter or hamburgers, he would cover his mouth with his hands and make a face as if we were asking him to try pig intestines.

 

For months and months, we begged him to try new foods. And for months and months, he wouldn't budge. That is, until now. It's as if a switch turned on and he's suddenly a food connoisseur. That is why last night was absolute hell.

 

We did Chinese take-out. My big mouth had to go and ask him if he wanted to share sweet and sour chicken with his sister.

 

"It's like chicken fingers, only better," I said.

 

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I took Charlie to a party on Saturday. It was in a large, old church hall with high wooden rafters and lots of wide-open space. When we opened the door, Charlie sprinted like a racehorse out of the gate, joining his friends who were busy whipping rubber balls at each other's heads at high velocity.

 

We had already discussed that we were going to pass on the pizza and Charlie was cool with that. Although many college students (and my high school humanities teacher) would be of a different opinion, Charlie does not like being high all night.

 

Charlie has an interesting way of describing things. He tends to invent his own words that end in "er." For example, for a party like this one, he would typically wonder if there was going to be a "jumper" there. Translation - a trampoline.

 

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From the top of a hill overlooking a baseball diamond ,
"I think I'm low."
While playing roller hockey like a Transformer with 15 pounds of equipment ,
"I think I'm low."
While blowing bubbles on the deck ,
"I think I'm low."
From the top of the stairs ,
"I think I'm low."
In the wee hours of the morning while the whole house sleeps ,
"Mom, dad, I think I'm low."
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Brenda Bell
Brenda BellBrenda was diagnosed with high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and Type 2 diabetes in July 2002. After a rocky start, her diabetes has been diet-controlled since January 2004 and she hopes to keep it that way for as long as possible. (Read More)
George Simmons
George SimmonsGeorge Simmons is a father and husband living with type 1 diabetes. A self proclaimed "born again diabetic," George began blogging as a way to meet other people living with diabetes and learn more about managing his disease. (Read More)
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