Summertime means changing basal rates.
Let me get right to the point: This is how I feel about changing basal rates.
We need insulin to survive because it metabolizes the sugar in our blood stream. To keep moving my boys need insulin to unlock the energy. It’s pretty cut and dry if you think about it.
Yeah. I don’t anymore.
Anyhoo, summertime means a change in activity and schedules, which in turn leads to changes in basal rates. The problem is, changing one basal rate can have a domino effect and as a result, all the blood sugars can go to hell in a hand basket, fast.
Here’s the kicker. My boys are not the same boy. Their bodies are different.
So I’ve had to dial J’s basal rates WAY down, and I’ve had to dial L’s basal rates WAY up. B I’ve had to tweak minimally…but I had to tweak nonetheless.
Long story short…I’m losing my hair.
But here’s a funny story: They start school in four weeks, and then I get to change them all again. (Spoiler alert: It's really not funny at all. That's what makes it funny.)
It’s almost like I’m willing my hair to fall out.
Thankfully, seeing numbers on the whiteboard in the hallway that for the most part start with the number 1 warms my heart so.
My reward is predictability, and we all know predictability is pretty hot.
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