My daughter's "medicine" when she has a low is a small, pre-measured, bag of Skittles. She loves Skittles. This is one happy upside to her diagnosis.
The downside is that she had *3* lows yesterday. That is not good. Even having maple taffy on snow (it was Francophonie week at school, and they had traditional French-Canadian music, and "sugaring off" events yesterday), she was low.
This could just be adjusting. This could also be a "honeymoon period", where her pancreas attempts to make insulin, but only does for a bit. Kind of like a last ditch attempt to do it's job before it stops for good. This requires us to play with her insulin numbers a bit.
Part of her lows though, involve her recognizing what they feel like. Yesterday, with her first low, she felt it before she tested it. She said she felt shaky, and funny, so she tested and was very low. My personal wish for her is that she would know what lows and highs feel like so that she can learn good self care and regulation, so that eating things we haven't accounted for becomes something unappealing. It's hard to not be able to snack on what we want, when we want it, so knowing how bad it can make you feel might help with some self-discipline…because there will be times that her self-discipline will make ALL the difference. Pretty scary to know that a 9 year old is in charge of her own health that way.
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