Anybody still up?
Of course, I'm smart enough to call the endocrinology on call if Aaron's blood sugar gets too high. And nobody besides Aaron should bother trying to figure out what went awry.
I'm just looking for someone to deal with me emotionally. Aaron's been out with friends at a park for the holiday and is now spending the night with a friend. We knew he was going to eat junk at the park for supper and talked about how to try to count up carbs. He took a carb book. I cannot be certain what he ate, but the holiday spirit threw any judgment out the window. I know he had hamburgers, funnel cake, snow cone, and lemonade. He took 25 units of Humalog before his "supper."
Somehow, he overestimated. Who can know with all that junk? At one point, prior to 9:00, his blood sugar was 44. He "corrected" that by getting cotton candy. I think I later heard he was at 69. At 10:30 or so he had a slice of pizza before his Lantus, and I don't think he's had anything else.
So, his blood sugar at 12:15 a.m. was 200. I was fine with him on the phone. He's supposed to call back at 1 a.m. But now he's about to call and I'm all upset, crying, worried to death that his blood sugar will just keep climbing.
I've tried to not smother him and tried to let him live life. But this makes me want to go pick him up and bring him home. Who's going to get sleep tonight anyway? How do you mother a teen with diabetes and keep everybody happy and healthy?