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.

To make things even more fun, I came down with some sort of intestinal yuck today and have felt more like a bowl of Jell-o than a human. If Olivia gets this, it's going to play havoc with her numbers again. I've been trying not to stay away from her and, y'know, breathe near her, but not breathing isn't really an option.

It's always something around here...what's that old saying? May you live in interesting times. I'll take a healthy scoop of boredom right about now, thank you very much.