School starts today around here and I'm excited but nervous. Going back to school with diabetes means a lot more than shopping for new Trapper Keepers.
We've had two meetings with Benny's teacher so far. She's never had a child with diabetes in her class or used an insulin pump, so there's quite a lot to talk about. I have every confidence in her; my daughter had this teacher for first grade and she's top notch. But diabetes changes everything.
North Carolina is one of only a handful of states that allows diabetes care in the classroom. Details of the law here. Children don't have to go the nurse's office for blood sugar checks, injections or pump boluses. It's great because they don't miss any class time, but it puts a lot of responsibility on the child and their classroom teacher.
The biggest difference for us this year will be the lack of assistance in the classroom. In our district, Kindergarten classes have a full time assistant, first grade classes don't. However, after our first meeting this summer – when she found out how much attention Benny's diabetes will really need – his teacher asked for a floating assistant to help with blood sugar checks in class.
Love that we have the Animas Ping this year – that means Benny's meter is also a remote control for the pump. Giving insulin will be much more discreet – no more taking the pump out every time.
Our back-to-school diabetes preps were featured in a newspaper column last year – you can read that here. We've done pretty much the same thing this time around. Benny knows more, he's working on counting carbs so he can buy lunch at school (yikes!), and the staff is more familiar with him and the whole routine.
Pack the juice box. Write down the lunch carbs. Make sure the front office supplies are set. Keep the cell phone on. Deep breaths.
This gets easier, right?
While I write quite a bit about diabetes here and on Facebook and Twitter, I don't always turn to social media for support. Got a good reminder recently that someone who "gets" diabetes is a just a click away.
Saturday was a record-breaking 101 degrees here. We went out to lunch and then I took Benny's pump off so the kids could run through a nearby splash fountain. Back home and spent the afternoon inside, trying to beat the heat.
The afternoon blood sugar check was a shocker: 500BG. Big bolus, but an hour later Benny said he didn't feel well. At this check we got the dreaded HIGH GLUCOSE! A closer look and the problem was quickly apparent - no pump! I had forgotten to click it back on after the fountain run – four hours earlier. You've got to be kidding me.
Minutes later I dropped the meter. The new remote meter – the one we just got in June. Slipped out of my hands, onto the floor. Crack. Aaargh!
I took my frustration to Twitter. Here are some of the great responses: