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20 years of being in love

14 years of marital bliss

5 years of infertility

9 months of a high risk pregnancy

2 perfect boys (at the same time)

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1 type 1 diabetes diagnosis

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Stupid bread filled with cheese!

Stupid Bosco sticks! Stupid trying to make everything "normal" mom who knows better!! Stupid fat that processes too slow! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

If you missed the post below read that first and this one will make sense. 

Before, lunch his blood sugar was 123. Perfect! 

He ate two sticks with milk.  75 carbs, Ugh!

Ok, so at 1:45 his blood sugar was 219. His ideal number is 90-120. This number is too high and he now has doesn't have any more insulin in his system. It usually helps him process his food for about two hours after delivery.  His school caregiver gave him some more insulin through his pump to off set this number. She is the best! 

At 2:30, she texted me because his blood sugar is now 261. Darn it! His body is STILL processing the fat from the cheese... Give more insulin but not too much because he is going to gym. The exercise and insulin could potentially tank his blood sugar. However, they are only bowling in gym today so it won't be that much exercise. 

At 3:00 his blood sugar is now 339! Damn it! Give him more insulin but not too much because he was jumping up and down for twenty minutes in gym out of excitement whenever anyone would bowl a strike (i.e. heavy exercise). And now he needs to get on the bus where he won't have me or his caretaker if his blood sugar tanks suddenly from the exercise and all of the insulin. Good thing he is only on it a short time. 

At 4:00 his blood sugar is 394!! He asks me for "those meat squares" (ham cubes) and a cheese stick. Good boy! He yells at Zeke for "touching" him. Poor guy just felt terrible. 
You can see it in his eyes that he is off...

I changed his insulin port because we do that every three days anyway and today was a change day. An hour of heavy exercise, port change and more insulin later- he is FINALLY back to his old self again at 129... phew! 

Stupid Bosco sticks! I hope the boys don't freak out every Thursday because I am never doing that again! No more Bosco sticks for my little ones. I know, don't say it, poor Zeke...

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