“When Your Mama Heart Hurts” was one of the most-loved posts on the blog last year. And you know what? It was one of my favorites to write, too, because it’s something that’s often on my heart.
- Ten times a day, Turbo has to check his blood sugar. This involves an uncomfortable jab from his lancing device.
- Every three days, I have to help Turbo change his insulin pump site. This involves a needle stick every time.
- Once a week, Turbo has to change his Dexcom site (his Dexcom gives us a digital readout of his estimated blood sugar levels – this amazing device has probably saved his life on at least two occasions). This involves inserting a half-inch long wire under his skin.
- Four times a year, I take Turbo for his endocrine checkups, and twice a year he’s supposed to go in for gastroenterology visits. Many of these involve painful blood draws, and at his endocrine appointments, they always stick his finger to check his A1c levels, which show his average blood sugar level for the past couple of months.
- Turbo has been hospitalized twice and in the emergency room on 3 more occasions. This involves IVs, countless needles, and myriad blood draws.
And this doesn’t even cover the pain of watching my other spark plugs when they’re sick; of helping Little Princess through her hypoglycemic episodes (thankfully, these are becoming less and less frequent); or any of the other “normal” pains that a parent’s heart must endure. [Read more…]