Lindsey Kate is trying to show signs of taking over control and learning the ins and outs of managing the insulin treatment of her diabetes. This is encouraging on two fronts ~ first, she will feel less fear if she understands how to treat her own body which will eliminate some of the tears and begging and bargaining I do daily ~ second, she will enable us to return to a non-tethered relationship where I can be away from her for play dates at friends houses, parents night out at the gym, lunch dates, preschool, long park plays, grandparent visits and other things that are limited now by our 2-3 hour windows of testing and dosing insulin.
Many of our activities between soccer and even taking group fitness classes at my gym while Lindsey plays are limited by evening meal time windows. Not to mention since February Brett and I haven't been out of the house at the same time together without Lindsey Kate. It's frustrating but real life ~ it was so sudden that we didn't know to prepare ~ suddenly our Saturday night Greek, sushi, movie date was hijacked and seems impossible to ever have again ~ seems awful selfish to complain about this, but now that some of the initial fear and hurt of the diagnosis has past ~ it starts to sink in the reality of your new life. As the parents of school aged kids it quickly reminds me of returning to days of infants and such...certainly not as flexible as a 5 and nearly 8 year old who relish having a teenage babysitter come and play tag in the house for 3 hours on a Saturday night. I now just dream that one of us have a chance to escape for time alone running or golfing as adults and am not sure when I'll eat a meal with Brett again but I'm sure it will happen eventually.
I have her on a fairly detail schedule ~ we are trying to follow the rules but this week brought funny moments of testing in the car while in route to the gym and ultimately Lindsey has pricked her own finger many times for the blood needed for testing and test strips this week. She still winces a bit, it takes her 3 or 4 tries, she always tries to turn the dial down on the intensity of the stick ~ but ends up back where we know it needs to be in order to be effective. I am thankful as I watch her learn how to prick herself quickly enough that the blood doesn't thicken, get the test strip in the monitor after the prick so that it doesn't give an error message and lastly recognize when she has enough blood to test. Next, we are practicing reading the monitor ~ knowing numbers is good but understanding random numbers like 525 and 434 and 31 and in comparison randomly which is high or low or why is alot to understand if you are 5.
As well, the drawing of the insulin has to be correct otherwise you end up inducing a much lower blood sugar than intended. I confess that in sleep deprived or otherwise hectic states I have drawn insulin, only to realize I overdrew the mark and started over all again. I have also under drawn ~ so much so that one evening I actually stuck her with a blank insulin needle ~ went to press the syringe and realized I was such a dork that I had forgotten to draw at all...so it happens.
My laughter this week came when Lindsey Kate was star of the week at preschool. This was a week long celebration o her with posters of family members, all about me questions and special show n tell items. The last day of the week is for a special snack the star provides the class. Lindsey handed out small cups of bluebell ice cream like they were diamonds to all her classmates. She even attempted in her excitement to pack them the night before in her hello kitty backpack. Hmm.. nope ~ gotta keep ice cream frozen sister ~ but it was a great day and she was happy to seem very normally sugar filled for one snack.