After seemingly solving high night time blood sugars through a tiny raising of insulin, over the last two nights we’ve had to steadily drop it down again. Sigh. He woke up one morning VERY low…We’ve been lucky that he’s never been so low as to be unconscious or not able to look after himself…but some people with diabetes, when they encounter numbers as low as he has had, find themselves unconsciousness, or worse.

SO. We had two nights of unbroken sleep (the first since Christmas), but are now back on the treadmill of night testing. Things are just too unpredictable at the moment.

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All that aside (yay!), meanwhile two more furry creatures have entered our lives. Meet Mimi:

and

Peaches:

They are very gorgeous, good fun, cuddly, and make a pretty hilarious soundtrack, with their squeaks and boinks…

This is the first time we have ever had guinea pigs, and they arrive after three years of soulful longing by daughter M, who had reached the point of weeping when we left pet shops, and railing against all who keep pets and don’t take care of them, because she would do so much better a job and REALLY love them…This is all true, of course. Love them she does, taking full responsibility for feeding and cuddles.

The cats of course are bemused: what could possibly lie behind that closed door? Obviously, we aren’t letting  them in there yet. If ever. Schubert has caught an astonishing array of beasties in the garden over the last couple of years — countless voles, mice, a snake, three birds, two rabbits….I know, I know. It’s a bit much. So we are being wary, to say the least. Last night I had to get up and put a suitcase in front of the door, they were scratching at it so much. It’s cat-night-fun as much as anything, I’m sure…

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Also in this category was a happy gym morning yesterday: this time another song from E’s playlist, and one that is so bouncy  and postivie that I never do anything but smile when I hear it. I realise now that the ups and downs of all this often bear little relation to the ups and downs of blood sugar numbers. They are as much if not more to do my own relative fragility. Anyway, the song. Peace and love man…

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