We're out of juice, in both boxed and bottled form. That never happens, but last night, it did. So my treatment options were glucose tablets or fruit snacks. I chose glucose.
When Rosie is really out of it, whether it's from the low or from being asleep, she fights. She clamps her mouth shut and literally pushes me away when I try to get some sugar into her. At one point she was keeping her arm held straight up in the air, for no apparent reason. It strikes me as funny this morning, but in my sleep-deprived fog, it was just one more thing to contend with. She was really out of it. That hasn't happened for a couple of months now.
Temporary basals, several rounds of glucose, and lots of prayers got us through the night.
My new flavor of coffee (buttery caramel) is getting me through this morning.
I hope God understands why we didn't go to church this morning. The idea of dragging us there to sit through mass just didn't seem feasible- Rosie and I are exhausted, and her little brother is always a challenge at mass anyway. Resting quietly at home seemed like a better plan.
Note to self: buy juice on the way to work this evening.
Glad to hear that you all got through that scary night safely. No juice in the house is definitely one of my fears since that is just about the only thing we can get my little guy to take while still half asleep. Hope everyone is feeling better today.
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