Savanna’s back at school this
week – the virus has left the building and is not invited back! I was hoping we would get back to some sort
of “normal” here…and we have, for the most part. Unfortunately – and I don’t know if it’s from
being sick, or what – but, blood sugar checks and insulin injections have been
difficult over the last few days. For
the most part, she’s usually so great about it.
But, this week (more specifically, this weekend) was a whole other story…
She woke up Saturday morning and
we were snuggling on the couch watching TV.
I asked her what she wanted for breakfast and she said “I’m not hungry”…I
let it go, because I figured she was still waking up and would let me know
if/when she wanted something. About 45
minutes later, I asked again…she said “I’m not hungry”. I asked her to at least check her blood sugar
because I didn’t want her to drop too low if she wasn’t eating – she refused.
We argued about it for another 30 minutes and she finally agreed to check. She was 130 – exactly where she needed to be…not
too high, not too low. I wasn’t
concerned about her being too low, so I sent her upstairs to see if Daddy
wanted to go out and get something to eat – in hopes that she would want to eat
if we were at a restaurant. We all got
ready, got in the car and off we went.
We got there and immediately Savanna started saying “I’m not hungry”. Now, I know my daughter well enough to know
that, at this point in the day, she WAS hungry – and, more importantly, she HAD
to eat. So, we told her she had to eat…and
she didn’t want to. Long story short –
we ended up leaving the restaurant without food, in tears and went home.
When we got home, I sat down to
talk to Savanna about why she wasn’t hungry and her response broke my heart: “I
don’t want to eat because I don’t want to get insulin and then make my blood
sugars drop low”. 6-years old and THAT
is what she is worried about…it just makes me so sad for her. Now, we’ve had difficulties before, but she
usually just doesn’t want to do what she needs to because she doesn’t want to
take the time – this was a whole different issue. And made me think…why would she be so worried
about this NOW, all of a sudden…and, then I remembered:
We were at WalMart the night
before, after she had insulin for some ice cream she didn’t finish, and she
started to feel “low”. For Savanna, this
means her legs feel shaky, her stomach doesn’t feel well – she’s pretty good at
knowing the symptoms and letting us know.
We immediately went to the checkout line and got a bottle of soda – as we
were waiting in line, I opened it up so she could take a sip. And, she was fine – a couple of sips of soda
and she was smiling again. We started to
talk about how she had insulin for ice cream about an hour earlier and how she
had to finish it all – and, then, we got unwelcome, unsolicited advice from a nurse in front of us
in line. She turned about, looked at
Savanna, and said “You need to be careful
because if you drop too low you’ll get really sick.” Now, I realize that maybe she was just trying
to *help*, but after our day on Saturday, I realize that all she did was
frighten Savanna – and now we were sitting on the family room floor on a
Saturday afternoon, both crying because she was afraid to get insulin.
We got through it – we had our
discussion about how insulin was good for her and helps her, not hurts
her. We found a food (the go-to toast with
Nutella) that she wanted to eat…and she ate 4 slices! Shortly after she was smiling and playing
outside…she was happy, which relieved me.
It’s almost been a full year that
we’ve been living with Diabetes, but every now and then we’re hit with
something we haven’t experienced before…and we’ll get through it – sometimes
there are speed bumps in our day that prevent our ride from being as smooth as
we’d like. This weekend, that speed bump
was the nurse at WalMart…next week, I’m sure it will be the tons of Halloween
candy floating around!
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