Friday, January 27, 2012
Reenactment: Too much information
My husband and I have a lot of conversations over the phone. He is usually gone before I wake up, and he drives around all day to see clients. I drive around all day being a mom. As a result, we are always trying to catch up with what is going on in each other's lives.
(P.S. The mySentry has been off the past two days as J asked me to wait until Friday to put the CGM on him. He is next in the lineup!)
This is our conversation that took place yesterday.
Him: "Hey babe! How are you doing?"
Me: "Better, now that I'm on the way home. The kids in L's class were pretty feisty today. You?"
Him: "My clients are a little feisty today too."
Me: "Hey, what were the boys blood sugars at 2?"
Him: "Hey, yeah...what did they wake up at?"
Me: "I asked you first."
Him: "They were all good. I had to bolus B though, he was like 210."
Me: "What? He went to bed at 210. I gave him a full correction. That isn't right. I have a feeling we are going to have to up his evening basals."
Him: "But yesterday he went to bed 105 and was sixty-something at 2am."
Me: "Will this kid just develop a pattern already! L was 80 this morning. What happened?"
Him: "Happened? What "happened" is he was 170 and I gave him half a correction. That is weird."
Me: "Weird is J. He woke up higher today. But I'm pretty sure he has been waking up in range every day before this. Hey, maybe B's correction ratio is off. When he is in range he is fine, or low...but when he is high he doesn't go down. I'm brilliant!"
Him: "The other night he was 68, I gave him 5oz of orange juice and temp basaled zero for 30 minutes and he still woke up 80. I don't get it."
Me: "Wait, who are we talking about?"
Me: "When did we skip to J? We were talking about...wait...who were we talking about?"
Him: "Maybe we need to start writing this stuff on the whiteboard again."
Me: "You think!??? My brain is coming out of my ears. He shouldn't have woken up that low."
Him: "Who, J or L?"
Me: "I've gotta go, I need to bang my head against a wall."
Him: "I've gotta go anyway, I'm at my next customer."