Today, we had our first trip back to the hospital - for more Diabetes training and follow up.
We learned about glucagon.
I may not sleep again.
Our girl has been having a lot of lows lately. She's really unhappy about them, and how they make her feel. Hearing about glucagon, and learning how to administer it makes me even more unhappy about her lows.
For those who aren't up with the diabetes lingo, glucagon is to diabetes what an epi-pen is to allergies. It's to be given "when your child is low and non-responsive".
WTHeck?
Sure, that's what it's for, but the sheer fact that this COULD be needed, well, that is truly scary.
It's already scary that I feel I'm holding her life in my hands as much as I did when she was a newborn. Knowing I need to know how to prepare and dose glucagon when she can't be revived is frankly terrifying.
I'm very, very tired mentally tonight.
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