Tonight after dinner, family basketball game. Frolicsome quartet + confused dog. Bubs laugh so hard, upchuck little bit in grass. Not sick. Feel fine. Just run around, laughing fit turn into coughing fit, can’t catch breath, too much diaphragm excitement right after eat.
Bigfoot squat in grass, try gauge carb content this barf pile. Small pile. Maybe 1/3 cup total? Bubs ate carrots, watermelon, 3/4 cheeseburger. No hunks visible this barf. Decide barf content limited water/dessert. Mini ice cream sandwich 15g carbs. Drink tea w honey compensate loss. Done w. dinner-bball-barf-honey tea by 7PM.
9PM: 120. Baby fist pump! Kudos to self on excellent barf analysis.
9:25PM: 62. Bigfoot Spouse say He’s at 62.
BIGFOOT: No. He’s not
BSPOUSE: Well, he is. I just checked
BFOOT: He’s at 120. Really
BSP: I don’t know what to tell you. The meter says 62
Call up new mad skillz. Put heads together/consider options. Glucose tabs? Bigfoot think no. Fear skyrocket. Propose middle path: half glass milk. BSpouse think -90% temp basal + 8g glucose. Wha? Spouse point out 62 pretty low. Not messing around low. Truly low. OK; but Bigfoot think if give 8g glucose, keep basal 100%. Also confused: when change kachunker, fill cannula. Correct? But then when change insulin/tubing but keep newly kachunked (hours old–superfresh! and functional) site, not need fill cannula. Or when remove tubing, cannula become unfilled? Or maybe refill pre-filled cannula. Whoops. That 0.70 units extra. Also pretty unlikely generous teaspoon honey same as carbs in barf. Grumble. Too many factors.
After breakfast, all day high. ALL DAY Bubs high. At camp. Know should change site but want so much not engage whole rigamarole, ruin flow of camp day. Keep thinking site start working +/or proposed new site destined same poor outcome current site. After three BG > 300 btw. 10AM-2:30PM (sorry), finally pop new kachunker. BG cruise right down 125. Then read this calm, smart post. Cry little bit from happiness. Familiar.