I didn’t realize how intense Jedi’s diabetes diagnosis would be until a few days into it. There is just so much information. It’s one of those times when you just have to be thrown into the pool and learn to swim, though.
Except I don’t know how to swim, so that’s a really bad metaphor.
There are so many questions and worries and second-guessing.
Did I give him the right dosage?
What if I gave him the wrong kind of insulin?
Did I inject it all?
I’ve seen what happens if it gets high, but what if his blood sugar gets too low?
What if he crashes?
Is he acting okay, like himself?
What if something happens at school?
How do we manage ______ (fill in the blank/ex: restaurants)?
What if… ?
Yesterday was Jedi’s first day back to school since the diagnosis. It was a day of wondering and worry, on my end. His school nurse called after lunch to inform me he his number was high. Not over the target range, but only a couple points short. I stressed the remainder of the day. When he came home, and I tested again, he was fine. In fact, he was all smiles and happy, having had a great day.
I know it gets easier in time, but right now this is what our days revolve around. It’s a numbers game. Don’t let it get too low, keep an eye on it if it gets too high. 3 meals a day, regular snacks, carbs, 15g, 30g, glucose readings, injections, balance, schedule schedule schedule.
It’s a lot. It really is. But he’s worth it. He really is.