Sorry this isn’t a story update, for those of you keeping track. This is an RL update, to let you all know how things are going… which is busy busy.
I think the doc went a little number happy with Boo’s new constant glucose monitor now working. They are now wanting readings from her 2x a week, so that we can get her settled into a normal range again, but he dropped all three of her nighttime insulin levels. That in turn, makes her transmitter beep every fucking 5 mins at night, since she is running HIGH, and needing to give an insulin boost at least once a night. God, this thing is annoying as hell. Boo and I are having a hard time getting any sleep, and last night she ended up having a malfunction in her pump site, which shot her quickly up to a blood glucose level of 450! So scary. Thought she was DKA’ing on me (hospital trip) until I found the malfunction. Needless to say, there are many adjustments needed still.
My stepson arrived safely, but had a rough first week here. He was keeping in touch with his friends in Alabama, who all seemed to think telling him that he needed to come back to AL was the most ingenious idea of the century. I had a scared 15 year old on my hands, in a place he didn’t know shit about, with people he hadn't seen or really talked to since he was a toddler, after just burying his Mama… and these kids decide it’s the best idea in the world to tell him to “come back home”. WTF??!!! Both the hubs and I had to have a long talk with him after we found out, because he told hubs several times in less than 48 hours that he didn’t want to be here. Thankfully, things have been going better since then. He isn’t trying to hide in his room on his phone, and is spending time actually talking and laughing with us.
Last thing. Fun and scary, as well as completely overwhelming, but we are house hunting to buy a bigger house that will accommodate us all comfortably. Being habitual renters since we first moved in together many years ago, this is a big step for us. That means moving, which entails packing, which I fucking hate. Uggh. We think we found a few really good options to go look at, though, and are just waiting for our preapproval letter to be finished. It would be so much easier if I were working, because right now, our credit rating has us approved for literlly double of what we can actually afford to pay a month… which SUCKS big time. Either way, as I said... busy busy on my end, though I am still alive. My rapidly greying hair is proof of everything I do to keep us functioning as a family on a day to day basis.
Love to all, and major hugs and kisses are flying to each of you for your unending support through this crazy time in my life. Thanks again.