Wednesday, February 29, 2012

A Lunch Date with Diabetes

On Sunday we packed up the fam and jumped in the car for a 2 hour drive to visit some friends for a birthday party.

I always eat the same thing for breakfast and I always take the same amount of insulin. For some reason on this day I bottomed out before lunch. We were planning to stop for lunch on the way anyway but since I was bottoming out we had to stop right away.

We managed to find the only exit in Fairfield with no restaurants in sight. We drove around for a bit and stumbled on an Adalberto's next to a Carl's Jr. Perfect! Tom doesn't like Mexican food, so the kids can get burgers and fries while Paul and I get something at Adalberto's.

As he parked the car (thank god I wasn't driving!) I realized I had to eat now. I asked him to take Tom and Abby to get their food and meet me at Adalberto's later. So in my diabetic low fog I walked into Adalberto's by myself, shoving the only candy I had into my mouth hoping to get my sugars up a little bit.

I'd never been to an Adalberto's before and oh my god there is so much to choose from! A whole wall full of different plate combo's. Now if you've ever had a sugar low, you know that at the time of your low you feel like you can eat it all! I mean, everything! So I found this plate that came with a burrito, taco, rice and beans. The burrito looked rather small in the picture, so I thought I could handle all that.

Well something was lost in translation between my foggy brain and the English/Spanish language barrier because by the time I paid for my order my $9 plate was suddenly $15 but I didn't care. Here's my credit card, just make my food! I sat down and soon enough my food was ready. I got a huge styrofoam box and a gigantic burrito on top. After I sat down I opened the box to find ANOTHER burrito!

Somehow in my diabetic confusion I managed to order two burritos, a taco and a gigantic serving of rice fit for the whole family. I barely got through half of the first burrito, half the taco and half the rice. Luckily Abby must be growing because she finished her cheeseburger, part of her chocolate milkshake and still asked for the rest of my taco and my rice. That little 43 pound 7 year old can eat!

So at the end of the meal we had this giant burrito left over, untouched. Since we had nowhere to store this burrito as leftovers we started looking for homeless people outside to give it to. I kid you not.  We couldn't find a single person to give it to, so into the trash it went. The end.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Little Kids, Big Words

As we were walking home from school today Tom was talking about the oral reports he had seen in class. About 7 kids presented their camouflage habitat dioramas and talked about them. He was particularly gobsmacked about one little girl's presentation. He said her diorama wasn't all that, but her speech made up for it. He said, "Oh my gosh. Her box was ok. It didn't have many things in it. Not nearly as many things as mine had, but her speech was amazing! She had at least 15 big words in it!"  I try not to laugh when they're so genuinely passionate about school. It still cracks me up inside though!


Monday, February 20, 2012

My Medical Helper

Tom is adorable. He is Mommy's little helper in every way.

Every time I use a needle I put it on my nightstand (safely capped). I have a very large sharps container in my bathroom, but because it is so big and so ugly, I keep it out of sight and under the bathroom sink. Well every time I eat, I use a needle or two for insulin, every time I do my nebulizers I use a needle to draw out some medication, every time I check my blood sugar I use a lancet and for every 6th lancet I dispose of the barrel of lancets on my night stand. Tom comes by at least once a day and says, "Oh, let me take care of this for you." and he removes my pile of discarded needles (all safely capped!) and puts them in the red sharps container.

The other night before dinner he noticed I didn't run to my room before I sat down and he says, "Mom are you going to use that green thing?" He was referring to my insulin pen that I use before dinner. He noticed I didn't use it! I had been running low blood sugar all day, from using too much insulin, so I didn't want to use it that time. I just find it funny that he notices these things.

He's also very upset if he can't get my Pulmozyme for me before I need it for my night time treatment. Pulmozyme has to be kept in the fridge. It's such a pain because I have all my medications in my nightstand except the Pulmozyme. He loves to go get it for me after his bath, and while he's there, he pulls apart all 6 ampules and sticks them back into the foil packet, then he'll say, "You can tell Tom's been here!" He loves pulling apart my ampules. He does it for Cayston and Xopenex too.