Last
night I had a visit from the Diabetes Monster.
He decided he wanted to have a sleep over and spent the night with me. Here is a brief recap of my unwelcome sleepover.
BEEP!
BEEP! BEEP! I am rudely awoken out of a
dead sleep by Tigger (my dexcom receiver).
Low BG alert. Says I am under
55. I grab Roo (my meter) and test my
bg. 54! Great, exactly what I had plans
to do at 1am!!! NOT!
I crawl
out of bed. Stumble half asleep across
my bedroom to my mini fridge. Yes I have
a mini fridge in my bedroom. But it’s
not the fridge you would expect a 27 year old college student to have. It is stocked full of juice boxes, water
bottles, and insulin.
I open
the door and grab a juice box. Not just
any juice box but a Capri Sun. Those have
been my juice of choice lately. Now in
the dark with a low of 54 and trying to get the straw in that hole is not easy
at all…I need to rethink this when I go shopping for more juice. It was a bit like pin the tail on the donkey
game. Don’t believe me, go into a dark
room, spin around a few times and try to get the straw in that little hole without
piercing the other side of the juice pouch!
(You all will be very proud, after a few tries I successfully got the
straw in without piercing the other side of the pouch.)
Fifteen
minutes go by and I test again 122.
Great I am back off to sleep.
BEEP!
BEEP! BEEP! It is now around 3 am.
Tigger once again is rudely awakening me to say I am low. This time he says I am 69. I test on my meter and it reads I am 87. So thinking I may be dropping I drink another
juice. This time I turn on the lights so
it isn’t eventful enough to describe the walk to the fridge and back. I go back to sleep.
BEEP!
BEEP! BEEP! Now it is 4:30 am. Tigger
for the third time tonight is awakening me.
But this time he is telling me I am high, reading that I am 257. I bring out Roo and test, 234. Ok a little high. I follow the tubing attached to my body to
find Piglet (pump). I bolus and once
again, go back to sleep.
BEEP!
BEEP! BEEP! It’s 5:50 am and Tigger for
the fourth time in one night awaking me.
At this point I was about ready to chuck him out the window and let him
sleep outside where ever he landed. I
looked and I was alerting low with a BG of 83.
I tested at 78. Having my third
juice box of the night. Now I am wide
awake lying in bed.
You may
wonder what I was thinking about. I was
thinking of all you D Mom’s and D Dad’s out there. I was thinking how every night this is you, you
up taking care of your child with diabetes.
I am an adult with diabetes. I
have to take care of myself when these events arise. But I can just say I greatly appreciate all
you D Parents out there and what you go thru on a nightly basis so your little
one can sleep.
I get up
finally around 6:30, eat breakfast and jump on the computer. Hoping my day would get a bit better, maybe
able to catch a nap latter. Ha-ha, yeah
right.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Low alert,
it is 2 hours after eating and my bg is 74.
I guess the D Monster wants to spend the day with me today!
