Making the Low Go

Day2: Making the low go

How we treated two recent lows Taylar had:
Last night's meter reading: 64... at midnight.  Ugh!  Too much jumping on the new trampoline so close to bedtime.  BUT I'm so glad I followed my instinct and checked her at that time.

I urged her to drink 2 oz. juice and eat a 2 oz. chunk of banana spread with peanut butter to make it last a little longer.  I rechecked at 2am and she was 146.  Zzzzz.

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Meter reading: 45 after school yesterday.  (I have no idea where this came from but I instantly went into stress mode.)  Taylar had 2 watermelon flavored glucose tabs (which happens to be her new found favorite flavor) and a small spoonful of frosting left over from her birthday cake. (Score!)  After waiting 20 minutes her reading was 96.  Not high enough to go to dance class for an hour so she had a graham cracker with peanut butter.  We eat the sticky, yummy, nutty stuff a lot in this house.  She was 117 after dance/before dinner so we managed this low okay.  She was wiped out though after dance and after having such a low, low, poor thing.

Rollercoaster ride

The name of my own blog made me laugh because today we've seen just that... highs, lows, and in between! With spring finally here we certainly have been spending more time outside and being more active than in the cold winter. Because of that, the extra exercise has caused a couple of low blood sugars for Taylar. Even when we treat her (with sugar/juice and a snack) her number comes back up but it seems to only be temporarily because the benefits of exercise seem to catch up with her hours later sometimes. The thing I hate most about these lows is how unrecognizable my own daughter can become. When you see a 47 on her glucometer (the device to test her blood sugar with) you never know what you're going to get. Her behavior is just uncontrollable and almost scary. Has your child every had a nightmare at night and was crying but never really woke up when you went to comfort them? It's kind of like that. This crazy behavior that you point out to her and she just looks at you with crazy eyes and has no control over her body. Not to mention that her skin goes pale. That is a sign that I have learned to recognize. *sigh*

Here's our rollercoaster ride from breakfast to bedtime.  Picture a graph connecting the numbers. 

171 - 47 - 109 - 62 - 280 - 139 - 86 - 127 - 219

The target number we try for is 130.  Each number is obtained by doing a finger prick.  9 times in one day.  Some days it's just plain wrong.

On a happy note...
Yesterday I took Taylar to the Boys and Girls Club for a 1/2 hour "free swim". She had a blast of course and I'm proud to say that we managed to stay "in between" for that short swim. Every time since her diagnosis that she has gone swimming, be it at a hotel or club, she has had a low. This time I was prepared. It helped that it was only going to be a 1/2 hour, but still. About 3 times, every 10 minutes, I had her swim over to the side and sip a bit of juice from a juice box. The usually forbidden juice box savored only for low blood sugar treatment. She didn't seem to mind and it kept her nice and even through her swim. Happiness.