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So after two nights of VERY stable numbers, we decide that 7.7 mmols at midnight is good going, and we will try for another unbroken night.

Forgetting the significant amount of cheese with dinner: goats, Swiss and cheddar, all hot on toast with salad. Yum.

So this morning: 15.7 mmols! Cripes!

E stays home while we battle him down- have to make sure it’s not a faulty set. By 10 am he’s down to 12 mmols and we set off to school.

I’m due to teach in 30 mins. I’m going to the supermarket to get juice and biscuits for my last class.

The traffic is slow. You ok? E says.

Yes, I say. Just HATE FLIPPING DIABETES! I yell this, no doubt looking crazed.

We swing round the roundabout.

Lol, he says. Dryly.

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Got to love him.

Cheese has a high fat content and can slow down digestion. So there is no insulin left to deal with the late carb from the toast. He HAD gone hypo very early into the dose. The clue we ignored. Insulin missed the meal completely, and he was high for hours after.

Lol.

Sigh.
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Things that have made us laugh in the last few days:

1) Daughter M needing a suitcase twice the size of the one we got out for her — because she could not go to a sleepover without her giant polar bear, Barack. (Yes, as in Obama. It’s a bit crazy. She wanted to show colour blindness. Yes, she’s nine.)

2) Daughter M bounding out of the bushes in her crocs, like some kind of midget wildlife stalker, yesterday when playing outside all together.

3) Parts of Me, Myself and Irene which we watched last night in a kind of exhausted stupor!

4) E constructing a French essay about what he studies and why. He was a little brain dead, and could not think of the simplest words, so we were making them all up, painful franglais…

5) Cleo the cat, evidently in heat, doing the same walk up on the wicker chair, along one window sill, behind the television, along another window sill, along the top of the piano, along the third window sill, down to the floor. And again. And again.

6) The Simpsons

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We are all rather shattered. Nights still up but things reasonably stable. Closely watched. With a set change have now put temp basal to 95%, and fingers crossed, all good so far.

I am on the lookout for funny. And non-stressy. And camp. And a breath of fresh air. Any suggestions?!

Setting sail

In November 2008 my 12 year old son was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. The effect of this event on me -- and on our nuclear family -- was like being thrown overboard and watching the ship leave.

'Dealing with type 1' in the family has morphed into another sort of 'dealing' -- a wholesale resituating of parenting, of family dynamics...of life.

At my son's diagnosis I could not to locate a record of what living with a type 1 child in the family is like. I could not see myself or our family anywhere. I longed for a starting point, a resource and a sense of the future. Being a writer, my instinct is to write it. This space, I hope, is a start.

Blood Sugar Ranges (UK)

<4 mmols = low or hypo, life-threatening if untreated
4-8 mmols = within target range
8-13 mmols = high but not usually dangerous
14+ mmols = very high, or hyper, life-threatening if untreated

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I am not a medical professional. Any view expressed here is my opinion, gleaned from experience, anecdote or available research.