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It took us just short of a year, but we finally discovered the right time of day to change Charlie's infusion set.
From the start of our pump training, we were instructed to change his site in the mornings. Before bed was not recommended for fear of low blood sugars.
So, we did as told.
And for months, Charlie's blood sugars were extremely high for a good part of the morning and into the early afternoon on site change days.
Our doctors weren't sure what to make of it. We all theorized that it was the stress of the site change sending him out of the stratosphere. Seemed to be a good enough explanation. He did absolutely flip out with site changes. The hope was that he would eventually not stress so much with the site changes and the blood sugar levels would fall into place.
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Low blood sugars that happen in the middle of the night really suck! You're dead asleep, and then all of the sudden your dreams start getting confusing and weird. You start feeling like you should probably drag yourself out of bed and get something from your sugar stash. You barely have the energy to get up and then once you do you stumble around and nearly black out. You feel confused and you act and look as though you've had WAY too much to drink. Then after you climb back into bed you just sit there for a while and you try to wait patiently while your sugar goes back up or until you feel good enough to fall back asleep.

Well, that's what happened to me last night, and what I tend to experience almost once a week.
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Since I've been back home, I've had both the time and energy to start exercising again. Motivation is another story, but I think I'm doing fairly well. My mom and I are walking a lot of nights. And lately, I've taken up biking when she doesn't want to walk.

 

The scale hasn't budged much, except that I did drop some water weight and an extra pound since moving back home. That's also due to the better eating, better sleeping, and general situation. But it's still nice to see when the scale weighs in closer to my goal. I'm only 2 pounds from "happy" and 7 pounds from "perfect."

 

The interesting part is the blood sugars. Last night, I biked for the first time in a long while. I only made it about 20 minutes before I decided to head home, but that 20 minutes kicked me hard. I got home, collapsed on the cold tile, and just let the A/C wash over me. I was definitely feeling the extent of the bike ride.

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After the picnic last night, I was extremely tired. It'd been an incredibly long week, we'd just played all kinds of games, and to top it off my blood sugar was low. So I ate some fruit and mixed nuts hoping I wouldn't have to eat anything heavier right before crashing into my bed. But my blood sugar wouldn't come up, it seemed to only be dropping. I drank juice and ate crackers, intently watching the CGMS to tell me when it was rising.

 

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When Olivia was first diagnosed, I was told to check her four times a day. That didn't seem very often, but for the first 6 months or so, that's what I did. She was not quite 3 at diagnosis, so she was still going to bed quite early; probably around 7 p.m.. She'd get up at 7 or 8 in the morning. That was 12 hours without a blood sugar check. The thought of doing that now makes my skin crawl.
I started doing overnight checks for two reasons: She'd come to me in the middle of the night, complaining of not feeling well. She was invariably low. Or, when she'd wake up in the morning and would have wet her bed. I knew that she'd been high during the night. I decided to start doing a blood sugar check around midnight. I'd correct if she was over 200 or below 80. Her morning numbers improved immediately. (READ MORE)

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Yesterday I posted on Facebook that I felt guilty for having not exercised two days in a row. I was feeling kind of down (TAXES!) and knew that a good morning walk would likely help me feel better. But something funky was going on with me last night. I did not expect my sugar to be so wild after dinner and I worked hard to get it in an acceptable range for bed so that it could chill overnight and I would be at a nice place for my morning walk.
 

Good plan. Foiled.
 

Somewhere in the middle of the night Dex woke me. All I remember seeing was a nice, flat line hovering just over 80 for several hours and then an arrow pointing up and the trend graph looking like the side of a mountain. I was already over 200 mg/dL. I remember thinking that this was weird, but I put Dex back on my nightstand and went back to sleep.
 

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It's 10:30 p.m. on a Wednesday night. I'm not ready to go to bed, yet I know I need to. I'm not tired; I know that if I "go to bed" I'll lie there awake, which will only piss me off.

 

I've been sitting at the computer for an hour trying to figure out how to make a Flash slideshow presentation for my web site. It's a lot more complicated than I thought it would be. There's HTML involved. That's almost as bad as making me do math.

 

And... am I shaking? Yes. But the energy involved in walking to the next room to grab my meter to test is not appetizing right now. Because I know if I walk into my dark bedroom to test my sugar I'll be lulled into bed and as I mentioned before... I'm not ready to go to bed yet.

 

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Olivia is planning on going trick-or-treating tonight. She's 13, so a bit old to be doing it, but she's using her little sister as an excuse. Who am I to knock that? I did the same thing all the way thru high school - hey, someone had to take my sister out. My parents were more than happy to let me do it.
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Lows come in all shapes and sizes. They come with grueling symptoms or no symptoms at all. They come with reason and purpose, and other times with no cause in sight. Sometimes they're short-lived and sometimes they linger for hours. For me, lows come in several forms:

 

The worst kind, the night low: Night lows for me come sometime between 2am and 6am. Usually it's a reading in the 50's or 40's that wakes me from a deep sleep. I wake with panic in my heart, it pounds in my chest. My body coated in sweat, the sheets damp under me. And an overwhelming weakness that leaves my knees shaking in the darkness. For me, this is the worst low because I have a history of seizures. I'm deathly afraid that one of these lows won't wake me or I won't catch it in time. Glucagon stashed by my bed does nothing to quell the fear. The only peace of mind is having someone close by listening for the sounds of a low.

 

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I woke up at six this morning to sweaty sheets, shaking and that feeling in my stomach. I checked my blood sugar: 48. I attempted to swing my legs out of bed, but couldn't find the strength. So I grabbed the emergency kit under my bed and downed the glucose tabs. I think I ended up eating eight or nine of them. I wasn't really counting. I was telling myself, "Eat the sugar. Don't pass out." Not at all concerned about the blood sugar after treating the low. (READ MORE)

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