So our journey with diabetes continues. Miss Bubbly had . . . internal issues on Tuesday, leading to the BRAT diet (bananas, rice, applesauce, toast) for the day. It's so hard to get a kid with diabetes to keep their carbs up when they don't want to eat anything. But between the juice, the Pedialyte popsicles, the toast, and the homemade pearsauce (she didn't want any more applesauce, so I had to improvise), she did all right. In fact, her blood sugar numbers were the most moderate they've been since her diagnosis.
Yesterday I started her on more complex foods--some cereal (no milk), more toast (no jam), then whatever she would eat at lunch, as she was fighting me on the whole concept. I need to learn to listen to her more. She ended up drinking a juice, having a fruit rollup and a crumbled granola bar. Snack was a bowl of chocolate chips (only 1 carbs' worth!), and dinner was broccoli. Broccoli. That's all she would eat. Bedtime snack was juice again.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand here we are in the bathroom at 6 in the morning, as her internal issues manifest themselves again. Her sugar levels are fine, but her intestines sure aren't. Perhaps the chocolate and the broccoli were a mistake. I don't know. I was just freaked out that my kid with diabetes WASN'T EATING ANYTHING. If she didn't have diabetes, I would have just sailed with it. But trying to keep her sugar levels normal while she's sick is so hard, especially when she fights me every step of the way. Add pregnancy hormones on top of that and I'm feeling kind of crazy right now. She's in the bathtub--baking soda bath to soothe her sore bottom, since I'm currently out of diaper cream--and I'm keeping an eye on her and helping her out of the tub every time her bottom hurts. Though, you know, I'd rather have this than all her food coming out the other way--that's worse, because it could really mess with her blood sugar (the adrenaline rush afterwards takes it on a roller coaster ride). My biggest dilemma right now is do I take her to see her pediatrician or her endocrinologist? Probably pediatrician first, endocrinologist if the nurse tells me too. So grateful for those nurses--they're so patient with my slightly frantic questions.
On a more cheerful note, she's being very happy right now, playing with one of her bath toys and keeping said sore bottom OUT of the water. Silly kid. I could be sleeping right now!
5 comments:
Ah....you have my sympathy! Hang in there!
Man, that really, really sucks. I'm sorry. I have no advice or helpfulness whatsoever. But I wouldn't hesitate to call the nurse/doctor and ask for advice on this. She's not your average kid as you pointed out and kids with special medical needs don't follow the same rules/guidance as other kids with the same intestinal distress. I'd definitely call, if nothing more than for peace of mind and a few tips that haven't occurred to you maybe.
Hugs!
Life: it won't ever let you relax or let down your guard, especially if you are a parent.
I'm praying for you!
Bless your heart Karie. You're a good momma. Hang in there!
You're going to get it down. It will settle into business as usual eventually. But for now, hang on. Just keep your seatbelt fastened and plow on. the trick is not to get to tired (HA).
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