Last night was one of those nights that leaves you wondering "What if......"
Matthew had dinner at 6pm, we checked him at 8pm and his BG was 150. I was thrilled. Anything over 140 is usually quite good for him at night and I wasn't worried a bit.
I decided I would check him again at 10pm before we went to bed. He went to bed around 8:30pm.
A little after 9, he calls me because he felt low. You could tell he felt terrible. He was down to 55. After 15 carbs, he only came up to 82.
I am so thankful that he didn't fall asleep right away and caught it. (He never catches lows at night.)
But here's the thing: I was not going to check him for another 45 minutes. The thought of that terrifies me. Kevin and I were both really shaken up.
I'm so thankful that God was watching out for him. Especially when I thought he was okay.
Sometimes you look at Matthew and....he's just thriving!
And then other times, you look at him and you realize how fragile his life really is.