Monday, January 24, 2011
This is our life
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.
(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.