Lydia and I headed to Birmingham around 1pm last Tuesday. To say the drive up was long, is an understatement. Will had gotten me new tires, and we were not traveling so smoothly. I stopped at Jim Whaley in Ozark and they told me it would take about thirty minutes for them to do their business. (that always means "after" they start)
We were in Jim Whaley during what should have been Lydia's nap. When we got back on the road, she had zero desire to close her eyes. I saw a Red Box in Troy and whipped in to get a couple of movies for the ride. While at Red Box, I decided to do a quick blood sugar check since we were off schedule. That is when I realized I did not have "THE" diabetes bag. My heart fell to my feet and I immediately knew that it was at Jim Whaley Tire. I called them to confirm and we headed south.
I wanted to call and cancel her appointment so bad and just go home. I was tired and frustrated. I didn't though. My sweet friend that lives in Birmingham was expecting us and we were long overdue for a visit. Plus, it is hard to get a new appointment in a timely matter.
We made it to Birmingham after the bag incident. We walked to dinner with Jessica and her little boy, Michael and had a wonderful time catching up. (the margaritas didn't hurt either) The kids had a blast playing together, even way after bedtime.
Lydia's appointment was at 8:30 the next morning, so we got up early for her check-up.
We spent half the morning talking to the doctor and letting them help me work out some changes. It is so encouraging there. We changed her basal rate, carb ratio and her correction factor- together. The doctor doesn't just do it, she completely involves us. I love that. I even asked for a new insulin (Apidra) that I had read about that would help drop highs faster and we left with some samples. After two hours with Dr. Ashraf and her staff, we were back on the road again.
We made a pitstop for lunch, then Lydia slept all the way home. I just drove in silence and listened to some tunes. It was so nice and peaceful.
Dr. Ashraf asked Lydia if she would let us put a pod on her stomach, very soon. Lydia told her no, then later said she would try it. Lydia's stomach has been off limits. Anytime we would mention a shot in the stomach or putting a pod there, she would start screaming and crying. We haven't pressed it, ever.
Until today. It wasn't what I would call smooth and easy, but it could have been a lot worse. She told me to take a picture and send it to Dr. Ashraf. :)
Then, we loaded up and headed to Petsmart for a field trip.
(Yes, she is still sporting blue one and if anyone wants to stop by and hold this little booger or borrow her for a little while, feel free. Let's just say, I checked her blood sugar tonight, just to be sure)
Night Friends and Family!