An hour or so after tucking her in, I checked my daughter's blood sugar.
85.
What a great number. Unless it's 9:30 at night.
At 10:15, she was still 85.
At 12? 85.
Bizarrely consistent. Maddeningly sleep depriving.
I set a temporary basal rate and set the alarm for 1:30.
150.
Good enough to set the alarm for morning.
Breakfast number? 89.
On the one hand, seeing 85 for every blood sugar check would be excellent. It would, of course, require a cure, but a girl can dream. At 9:30 at night, sans cure, it's frustrating. It's not really low. During the day, I'd certainly let it go and have her check again in a little while, or if she started to feel it.
Yet when she's sleeping, it's a tough call. Ten points lower, and I'd be reaching for a juice box, but 85 is no reason to wake her from much-needed sleep. Even a smidge of juice would probably raise her into the high 100's, less desirable than 85. Yet 85 is not comfortable. It's a quick drop from there to significant hypoglycemia: a dangerous proposition in the middle of the night. I should have set the temp basal earlier on in this scenario, if for no other reason than for my own peace of mind. But otherwise, I don't know what else would have helped.
The worst part is that the reason for hours of straight 80-somethings was not some fabulous basal rate tweak or the discovery of a perfect dinner menu.
It was the cold she woke up with this morning.
Isn't it crazy how relative our numbers are? Like a perfect 100 mg/dl is great, unless you just ate & bolused 30 minutes ago, etc.
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