1) Good friends (YES YOU)
2) The ability to laugh when all we really want to do is cry
and 3) Apparently Lora’s husband’s mojitos.
Yawn. New site, new cartridge, new insulin, correction via syringe, and a +50 basal. ( I am not a doctor, I just pretend to be one ). That is our go to handling anytime there are ketones, so I did this with half open eyes, morning breath, and a urge to pee like never before.
Now came the waiting game. I cant just go back to sleep. I need to see that the bg is dropping safely and not at warp speed and that those ketones are moving the fuck out.
So I did that, and within 2 hours bg was 240 with 0.1 ketones. Sleep!!!
I woke up at 10ish with the boys, and I was pooped. I laid on the couch all day watching movies with Synsyre, and grabbing extra cuddles where I could.
Bg check 10pm: 123 (Yea Wendy!)
Dexcom check: ???, apparently since 6pm there were no readings!! Justice says, oh yea I forgot to tell you. Here I was thinking it wasn’t beeping because I am such a super fucking pancreas – NOT.
So I did what every deliriously tired Dmom would do, make a meme of something funny her CWD inspired.
Whenever Dex gives us ???, J replies "maaaaa, Dex went all Riddler on us!"...
I find it extremely rude.....