Scary Low

Last Wednesday night/Thursday morning Andrew had his scariest low to date. His BG was fairly steady while I was writing the last post. I had been watching him every 15 minutes or so because he was low 100s & slowly drifting down, but we're not supposed to feed him until under 80. I finally decided to get some sleep & get up if the under 100 alarm went off. He was 113 at 11:15 & the alarm clock was set for 2. The dex was beside the baby monitor, but the receiver is horrible! It is inoperable on my bedside table and makes very loud static noise where I plug it in across the room. I'm probably the only mother without infants that has been drooling over a baby monitor, but it seemed foolish to buy a new one when the old one "works". I'm sure you've guessed by now, but I never heard the alarm that went off by midnight....

At some point, Andrew woke aware that he was very low. However, he was so low that he couldn't speak. He's never had any symptoms like that before & it really scared him. He either passed out or fell asleep but without treating. He woke up again & mustered the strength to test with the extra meter we keep by his bed & drink the juice we keep beside it. Then he called for help...BUT I DIDN'T HEAR HIM! :( When he had enough strength, he gave up on my coming & came to me. At 1:45, I woke with him sobbing by my bedside. He was so frightened and felt so bad! It was heartbreaking! I will never forget holding my precious little boy, waiting for his blood sugar to come up, listening to the story, and him looking up at me to say, "and you didn't come..." If that doesn't break a mother's heart, I don't know what will. Ten year old boys shouldn't have to fight for their lives in the night, and they certainly shouldn't have to do it alone.

I am now the proud owner of a wonderful new baby monitor. Hopefully, the days of not hearing the dex alarm are gone. When he is preparing for college, we will hook Dex up to an amplifier so that it will wake him. In the meantime, I want to be there.

Andrew & I were both upset by this one. Despite the fact that I've cried many tears (not in front of Andrew), I am very grateful that the Lord woke him & gave him the strength and presence of mind to treat himself. He's fine. He went to school and had a normal day. Only his nurse knew what he had been through that night.