Every day, I walk into Adam's room and this is what I see.
No longer is his dresser covered with Matchbox cars and Legos.
It's covered with used test strips, empty glucose bottles and various diabetes paraphernalia.
Ducking Fiabetes
(stolen from Laura, and I just could not wait to use it!)
We've had a few long nights. Time for some basal rate changes, as right now it seems that he's running pretty low all night.
And I'm ready to throw the Dexcom out the fricking, fracking window.
If I see ??? one more time, I'm going to scream. WTF does that mean, anyway??
Adam just says, "Mommy, Dexcom says I'm a mystery." (He calls question marks "mysteries.")
Yes, my love. Diabetes is a complete mystery. But we will solve it.
I feel your pain with the Dexcom....I have this love/hate battle with it almost daily. LOVE that Adam says he is a mystery. So stinkin cute!
ReplyDeleteawww love that comment about Dexcom saying he is a mystery. So sweet!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweetheart! Diabetes is a mystery! No wonder no machine can completely get it!
ReplyDeleteFrickin frackin...I'm so using that one someday!
Frickin Frackin DF!!
ReplyDeleteI'm throwing Dex out the window too!!!
Ready - set - GO! Tossing it now!!!
I'm about to upload a picture and tag you on FB - your picture made me think of one I shot with my phone the other day while playing in Nate's room.
See you on FB. :)
(((HUGS))) Together, we will all muddle through the mystery.
ReplyDelete"Mommy, Dexcom says I'm a mystery."
ReplyDeleteThat is just cute.