|"Our Tiny Type 1"|
As any parent with a Type 1 kid can attest; when ever you are up at this time, you always do a random blood glucose check on your child. So, this is exactly what I did.
I proceeded to her room, entered. Grabbed the tester, inserted the strip, picked-and-poked a finger. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, and 2.8 mmol(50 in US) "Ah, crap", second mission was now totally in full effect. I ran upstairs, grabbed another Jammer(Cool-aid), ran down to her room, cradled Rowan, gave her the Juice, and waited.....She was sleepy, but awake, I asked her, "Do you feel low?" She shook her head back and forth in the "no" direction. She felt sweaty, she wasn't shaking, and obviously, once again, did not have the same "Jolt" and Adrenaline response I had. Damn! I thought, and proceeded to wait the 15 minutes.
I rechecked her, and she was still only 3.0, what the hell I thought, gave her another Jammer, waited, rechecked, and finally, 5.2mmol. I thought, damn, she still can't feel her lows.
As terrible as this may sound, I want her to feel low, I want her to develop that "Fight or Flight" response, it feels absolutely awful, but it's like a smoke detector, an automatic internal alarm, that can save a type one diabetic a seizure, brain damage or worst case scenario death.
As I have said before, this is our biggest fear, us missing a low, her not waking, her dying.
This mission was successful, not from planning, but from sheer luck.
If I had not had a low, she may have slipped into a coma. Scares me, chokes me up inside. We say to each other when we catch a low, "Go save our little girl's brain" Crazy thing is I went through my usual problem solving and could not find any contributing factor to this low. Chalked up to another "Diabetic Curve Ball"
I have to say this mission was absolutely Divine intervention. I thank god every day for her health, and her life.