Was it the lunar eclipse? Was it diabetes mixing things up just to keep me on my toes?
Whatever it was...L had been low for three days straight with no relief in sight.
There was no visible sign of illness. There was nothing more than a normal week...and a normal kid...with his normal diet...with his normal everything.
And suddenly he can't stay above 80.
I'm not 100% sure how I am still alive this morning. L's blood sugars have given me enough heart attacks the past few days to certainly stop this whole "heart beating" thing I've got going.
No kidding, more 40's than I have seen on that monitor all year long.
Temp basals. stuffing food and juice constantly. There is no answer.
I have a few close friends that within the last couple weeks have experienced the same phenomenon with their children. So many, that I asked an adult PWD at church if she has been experiencing lows too.
(I was seriously convinced it was the moon people!)
The answer was no. All was "normal" in her neck of the woods.
But now that I think about it, L does seem taller...maybe a hair bit leaner.
Maybe he just ended a growth spurt.
Maybe he was battling some internal tummy issue.
Maybe a million things.
But today he woke up 202. And before I could stop myself, I sighed a giant sigh of relief. Seriously, you know you have been battling lows too long when a 202 makes you do a happy dance.
I'm hoping this means things will calm down today...and I'm especially hoping I don't see another 40 in, well, forever.
A dear sweet friend posted this quote on Facebook today:
"Believe in fresh starts and new beginnings. The capacity for hope is the most significant fact of life. It provides human beings with a sense of destination and the energy to get started."
Today, my hope and renewed energy lies in that 202. With a life as crazy as ours...sometimes hope is found in the most unlikely of places.