It's cold. I mean really cold. With the wind chill it's about -30 to -40 tonight. Today I had to take Carson back to Children's Hospital for an education class for his diabetes. It was a very laid-back appointment which was nice. School was called off today because of the temperatures so Baylee was able to go to my mom's house for a bit since she didn't want to sit at the hospital for a few hours.
Half way to my mom's to drop her off I realized that I had forgotten Carson's bag that had ALL of his diabetic supplies! The only thing I had with me was the log book where I record all of his numbers. I felt so stupid, especially since we were going to a diabetic appointment. I called the office and luckily found out that they really only needed the log book. I was meeting Mike in a parking lot so that I could take him to the appointment too (his work truck won't fit in the parking garage) so we had his meter and insulin if we really needed to use it. If it had been any other appointment I would've had to turn around and get it from home. I felt like a really shitty mother at that point.
At the appointment they reviewed some stuff with us that we learned at the hospital and then they taught us how to handle things if he ends up with ketones in his urine. We don't even have to call anymore if he gets them unless we can't resolve them after a few failed attempts. It's more math which sucks but I'm happy that I don't have to pray over the test strip anymore because I don't want to have him put back in the hospital over it. That is stress we don't need at the moment.
They looked at his log book and made some adjustments with his insulin again. It's good but also bad because I still have to get up several times a night to check his blood sugar levels just to be sure. The last two nights he has been low and I've had to wake him up and give him apple juice to bring it back up. Both nights he has been pissed because he thinks it's time to get up and he runs straight to the kitchen to find his iPad. Then I have to convince him that it's still nighttime and he has to go back to bed.
After the appointment I dropped Mike off at his truck and drove home. Carson and I had lunch and hung out for a bit before heading down to get Baylee. My sister had jury duty today so her daughter was there too and it was good that the girls got to play together for a bit since they don't see much of each other anymore. Last year they were in the same school together and the same dance class. Baylee is older by 2 years so now that she is in 3rd grade she is in a different school.
When I got to my mom's I took Carson inside to say hi. Huge mistake. I love my mother but she has a hard time accepting things when they have to change and Carson's new diet is a HUGE change for her, and him too I guess. He immediately went to her mini fridge behind the bar and pulled out a can of Coke. She just looked at me with pleading eyes. I had to tell her three times that he couldn't have it. Then he pulled her into the kitchen and motioned her hand to the cabinet that has the cups inside. I was so mad when she actually got one down for him. I kept saying he can't have that!! She eventually put grape sugar-free Kool-Aid liquid in the cup and he was not impressed.
My sister was there to get her daughter and we both just stood and watched as Carson kept pulling item after item out of her pantry trying to get her to give him a snack. Sour cream and onion potato chips, Sun Chips etc. He reached for a banana and she almost gave it to him! "He can have a banana, right?" She asked pulling it off the bunch. "No Mom!" I screamed. "He CAN'T have that! It has TONS of sugar!!" The look on her face was almost sad. She seriously looked like she was going to cry.
At that point I gave up and told Baylee that we needed to pack up and go. My mom has never been very supportive about things with Carson. She just says I could be worse and then goes on to tell me about some story she saw on the news about a kid dying at the hospital. I know it could be worse. It would just be nice for some support. A simple 'I know this sucks right now but it'll get better' would suffice.
So for the most part it was a good day except for my mom being more ignorant about diabetes than I originally imagined. Maybe it's just the grandma in her having trouble saying no but I really don't think so. I think we are going to have to limit our visits over there for a while. The biggest problem now is we don't have a babysitter anymore. Not that Mike and I ever really go out a lot anyway but even for little things like school functions for Baylee I can't trust my mom not to dope him up on sugar (and she doesn't know how to and won't learn how to give insulin injections or check his sugar either). That makes things a tad bit more stressful knowing that we are stuck even more than we were before.
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