Good friend invite Bubs attend racetrack! Racetrack big event for Bubs: first time see racetrack. Also first time count carbs/bolus sans parent. School chum’s mother suggest, “Let’s give them dinner before we meet up, and then maybe they can choose an ice cream from the truck at the racetrack.”
Seem OK. Perfect, even! Like birthday party, but w. ideal adult:child ratio + only one foodstuff + super-aware & helpful Friendy** on scene. Bubs can carry own meter, ice cream from truck in labelled package; if no label, Bubs call/text parents for help. Joe review w. Bubs test before you’re going to eat, and call us for help with the carbs and insulin if you need it. Bigfoot/Joe agree what could go wrong?
BING! Text arrive
Everything wrong. Allow Bigfoot elaborate:
Twenty-eight (28!)—or more!—minutes after eat two desserts:
Who can say? Maybe half hour bolus delay = extra-brilliant move for double dessert, kind of like pre-bolus? Although opposite, could be magically efficacious due to utter fuck-up-ed-ness entire operation.
How different next time?
- Ask friend to not buy Bubs any food until he calls us with his number
- During that call, find out what he is going to eat and help him figure out the CHO
- Get him to bolus over the phone & tell us the number
**Friendy is not her real name
After ask about racetrack:
BIGFOOT: Was it also fun eating two desserts without testing, Mister No-Test-Before-Eating?
BUBS: What? I tested. And what do you mean two desserts?
BF: Mrs. Friendy texted us–you had Del’s and an ice cream!
BUBS: I tested. And I bolused. And, DAD, it WASN’T a hundred carbs like you told me
BF: (gasp!) Then why did you bolus so much?
BUBS: I didn’t–I just told Mrs. Friendy what the bolus would have been for a hundred, and I told her 6.65 but of course I didn’t take that much because I just used the nutrition facts on the package. And I guessed 25 for the Del’s, and that worked. See? (Turns on Dexcom, holds screen up to parents’ faces)
BF: Wow! I’m so glad you didn’t take all of that insulin
BUBS: The ice cream was tiny. It was like 13 carbs
BF: I’m so happy! You know what to do!
BUBS: I know, right? And I guess I guessed right for the pretzel too
JOE: You had pretzels?
BUBS: No. I had a pretzel. A huge hot pretzel. It was so good!
Stick a fork in me