So tomorrow’s No D Day. Don’t blog or tweet about diabetes. Clearly, I don’t have diabetes and while C’s in school most of the day it is only with me in my head. Wondering how it’s affecting him and what his numbers might be and wishing I knew how he was feeling. I could go a day without writing about diabetes easily.
For about a month though, I’ve been trying to give C this luxury. I’ve been trying to TALK about it less to him. The rolling eyes or exaggerated sighs are enough to tell me that he’s sick of HEARING about it. I give him phone and carbs for his pocket in the morning, check that his meter’s in his backpack and test him while still asleep so if he needs a correction we can get it started before breakfast.
However, when we get to school I always ask, “Phone meter carbs?” “Do you have carbs?” “Check that your meter’s in your backpack” “I forgot, check that there’s enough test strips” and so on. The looks I get and the hasty way he checks tell me I need to STFU.
I pick him up, ask about his day and school and then ask about his numbers, did he have carbs before PE, did he eat his lunch, please test now so I know where you’re at, etc. So lately I’m trying to just check the meter and bring it up if there were kooky numbers. I just put the meter on the kitchen counter so he remembers to check after school before snacking.
Obviously, we HAVE to talk about diabetes, there’s no way around it. BUTTTT, I know that there are carbs in his backpack, every classroom and in the office at school. The office has an extra meter and plenty of extra strips. I can put his phone and carbs next to his breakfast, check that his meter’s in his backpack and that’s it. I don’t have to do the double-check. It’s helpful, but annoying and if I don’t and he blows it, there’s backup where he’s going.
This morning, all I said to him when I dropped him off was, “Make sure the ringer’s off on your phone before school starts.” We had a nice, no stress or annoyance good-bye. I’m going to try to keep up this no D-nagging policy.