Alive alive-o!

Things were so fraught last week that although I had a lot to say, it all slipped out of my grasp…. We boarded the internet-less boat called ‘Holiday in a Hot Place’, and I left everything dangling.

And here we remain for another week and a bit. Several days in, we are unwinding, reading a book every two days, eating lots of tomatoes and soft cheeses. Not to speak of wine tasting!

E’s numbers are so far so okay, though early on an approaching cold combined with pizza weirdness sent him into a nasty, throwing up hyper (>15 mmols) that took us hours to conquer through 200% temp basals and overriding pump corrections…. The cold itself was hardly anything by comparison. Grrr.

Other than that, all the pool play and walking has meant hours off the pump, 50% temps and still having good numbers for the most part. Mornings tend to be a little high, but this is a holiday pattern: he seems to particularly GROW over breaks! We are also having more slow-digesting food than usual – pasta, rice, lentils – so OH and I are up once again every night testing dual waves – but with life this laid back it’s hardly noticeable.

Which shows how not laid back life normally is, sigh.

I’ll sign off now until after 9th August. A bientot.

— Posting on the move, tiny screen!

How we survive

I just want to say to the world that we are grateful. For our son only having type 1 diabetes, and not, like the son of a friend of ours, something else so sinister that his life hangs in the balance.

That our son was born in this age and country. That we have a national health system.

And for so many things personally: each other. A fine son and daughter.

But mostly, today, that science and medicine know how to keep our son alive.