I'm in a diabetes funk. Big time.
And why? Yesterday we got Matthew's A1C: 6.7
Doesn't get much better than that, right? I should throw a party.
But here I sit, completely overwhelmed and depressed.
We saw new endo yesterday. And yes, overall I did like him and Matthew liked him....which matters a lot to me.
(Sidenote: Mom and Dad, sorry I didn't tell you all this yesterday. I was still processing the visit when we talked.....)
The quick version is that apparently Matthew has an unusual 8-10pm spike. Though Reyna sees the same thing with Joe and boy does that make me feel better. (click here to read more.)
Anyway, when the doctor saw that Matthew's basal doubles from 6-10....well, let's just say it wasn't textbook and he wanted to change that. (Has he met diabetes?)
He wanted me to lower it and see what would happen. Gee....I never tried that....HA!
The second he left the room, I told Kevin there was no way I was going to lower his basal by that amount! Kevin convinced me to talk to the doctor more about it.
Well, I do have a smart husband and I agreed with him. I told the doctor my concerns. Showed him the logbook..... He was polite, but felt confident his idea would work. (Really?)
After some hesitation, I finally agreed. After all, he is the one who went to medical school, right?
Dinner BG 86
Two hours after dinner: 311
And yes, we battled highs until midnight.....when he finally tanked and I had to feed glucose tabs and juice.