Weekly Update

I'm a little late posting the weekly update because we spent the weekend in San Antonio. Our first roadtrip with diabetes. Overall, it went great!

Here are some highlights of our week.

Matthew

1. The biggest thing for Matthew this week was our trip to Sea World. He had a blast.
2. Then we arrived home to discover that our upstairs air-conditioning is not working. (GRRRR!!!) But of course for Matthew, this meant more adventure since got to he sleep downstairs on the air mattess.

Tracy

1. I was much better about my quiet time this week. I also felt much happier. Hmmm....I bet there's a connection. : )
2. I still did not get on the treadmill once. But........
3. I did sign up for that 5k. My training plan begins this week.
   

Matthew' Blood Sugar

1. In the days prior to Sea World, I had to make some adjustments, but everything seemed to have worked well.
2. For the hotel breakfast buffet, we gave a few units of insulin up front, let Matthew eat what he wanted, calculated his carbs as we went along, then gave the rest of his insulin. Both mornings this worked great. And Matthew loved eating as much as he wanted.
3. Sea World went great. We did have a couple lows. One 70 and one 54. (Yikes!) Gadorade to the rescue!
4. Only 2 highs, and the biggest was on the ride home. Lesson: If Matthew is sitting in a car burning no sugar, he needs a bit more insulin.
5. Oh! One other big lesson learned. On the morning of a trip, I need to give Matthew less breakfast. Before we left, I gave him insulin for a typical breakfast and he was so excited he could hardly eat a thing. But of course, he had all that insulin in him. I fixed it, making mental note for next time.

I'm so grateful the trip went well. But I will say, traveling with diabetes is a lot tougher. It stinks that Matthew can't just grab a treat along the way....carrying all those supplies.....stuff like that.

My hardest moment was at dinner the night of Sea World. We had been there since it opened. Running here. Running there. Sweating in the oh-so-nice Texas heat.

By the time we sat down to dinner, there was a moment when I just did not care what the child ate. I was so tired......I just wanted to give him some insulin, give him some food and pray it matched up.

Of course, I didn't. I got the scale and did the math. Sigh. I don't want Matthew to have to do this at every meal for the rest of his life. It was tiring.

BUT......it was all worth it. Overall his numbers were GREAT!