Friday, February 25, 2011


Holy COW!!!
So yesterday I sat down with Ashlyn's travel meter as well as her at home blood sugar meter to get her blood glucose logs all caught up.
Needless to say, it had been since the middle of January (when we were still in the middle of the 'slough of death'
with everyone being sick) that I had recorded any of her numbers.
Fortunately the meters record all that information for you and you just have to go back on and retrieve it.
Since it had been over a month since I'd written anything down, it took awhile.
At first I was a little surprised at some of the high numbers I was seeing (like over 400 high).
Thought that maybe it was a fluke.
But by the time we jumped to February, the high numbers were becoming more consistent!!
I could feel that sick feeling in my stomach and the anxiety tightening in my shoulder blades.
Her numbers were consistently much higher than I thought they were.
That is how it ALWAYS works.
You think because she is reporting verbally, occasionally, that all her numbers must be that good.
She isn't complaining of feeling bad, AND she is going through her daily routine fully energized and happy.
More 400 and 500's than I had seen in awhile.
Plus during the week I was in bed for SIX days, there was an entire DAY where she didn't check her blood sugar AT ALL!!
Sometimes, I hate being the mom......the one who keeps the train on the track every moment of the day.
When Mama goes down....the whole world falls apart.
Come on, REALLY??
After the initial shock of all this grew on me, I had to move on to other things.
One of those things being packing Ashlyn for an overnight trip tonight and tomorrow.
She is going to be gone the entire day tomorrow, so that means making sure she has EVERYTHING with her......enough strips for her meter, enough needles for her pens, enough insulin for the day, her thyroid medication, juice boxes, clothes, permissions slips, hand written notes on how much medication she needs and when.
She can do all this by herself, but I'm tellin' ya, as the Mom, you want to physically put your eyes on everything because if the 10-year old forgets's way more than her that are affected!!
So as I was going through all these things and mentally going through the check list, it hit me!!
We've been talking about her Lantus dose being split up now since her last endo. visit in November.
Ashlyn was taking all of her long-acting insulin, Lantus, at bedtime.
But she was consistently having higher numbers at dinner and bedtime no matter how much humalog we added to her already tight ratios.
So he recommended we try splitting the dose up and doing half at bedtime and half at breakfast.
Honestly, we didn't see an enormous change in her numbers either way, but we're sticking with it.
It wasn't until we really bumped up her Lantus dose that we saw better numbers.
At last recommendation, she is now taking 12 units of Lantus at breakfast and 14 units at bedtime.
Well, over the process of time, and I don't know when this was exactly, I was always reminding her to take her bedtime dose, but forgot about the breakfast dose.
Well, so did she.
And it just hit me this afternoon!!
She must not be taking her morning dose and that's why all her afternoon numbers are through the roof!!!!
She's only been getting roughly HALF her long-acting insulin!
Have you any idea the ice that froze right down my spine when she realized it too!!
How did this happen?
WHEN did this happen??
How long has this been happening!!
I'm tellin' ya, this disease is stressful.
It's relentless.
Let your guard down, and here's what you get!
So now I'm hoping that she doesn't tank out and her blood sugar hit bottom because all of sudden she's getting TWELVE more units of insulin than she has been used to.
Especially since she's spending the night with someone else and will be away from me all DAY tomorrow.
I certainly don't mean to complain because there are so many others who have things waaaaaay worse than I do.
Today has just been one of those days when my plate has felt so full that I don't think I can manage it all!!

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Monday Funday !!

I have always felt that when it comes to educating children there is no better way for them to learn than to take them to the places you've been learning about together, and let them see with their eyes and touch with their hands and hear with their ears and smell and taste to further solidify the experience in their minds.  This is particularly effective for children living with ADHD because they have more freedom to be moving around and touching and talking and MOVING!!  These children just ITCH to move, and seat work can be an enormous challenge for them!!  So RUN, I say, RUN!!

Recently we've been studying Texas State History, and we have a plethora of wonderful, engaging, fun and educational places in our area that emphasize all the wonderful things that Texas is about!!
Did you know that Dr. Pepper was invented just down the road from us in Waco, TEXAS??
So, of course, I knew that the "Dr. Pepper Museum" in Waco was a "must see" as a field trip this semester!

I was especially delighted because since yesterday was President's Day, they had a special promotion going on for admission.  We got to choose any denomination of paper currency we wanted to pay with as long as it had a President on it.  So instead of paying $30 for all 8 of us, we only had to pay $8 TOTAL!!  WIN!!

I thought this was so interesting!!
In light of the health issues plaguing American's, I'm wondering if this is really something
to brag about??

Thursday, February 17, 2011

So much going on....

Since we seem to have all recovered from the two different illnesses that swept through our house over the course of 5 weeks or so, we are now trying to get "back-on-track" with everything.  Being distracted by sick children, and then being sick myself really derailed all the nice, neat, little plans I had going on for myself for this year, as well as staying on track with homeschooling.  Last week we really focused on getting back into our regular routine of home maintenance and schoolwork, and this week we've added back in some really great church based activities that we have incorporated into our schooling!!  Now we're staring down at a big regional competition for two of our children who missed a lot of practice and preparation due to either weather related cancellations or illness.  So I spent some time this week mapping out our plan to "catch-up" in our schoolwork (if that's even really possible when you have forgetfulness and focus issues with ADHD) as well as getting these children prepared for their competitions that are coming up.
But I've had other things on my mind as well:

1.  Now that the morning temperatures are so much milder, I want to get back to my 6:30 am walking.
     I actually tried that once this week and ouch.....that left a mark....ehem!!

2.  I'm determined to get Chapter 3 of Philippians memorized this week or next, but I'm faltering.  Before
     we moved out of our Iphones (due to budgetary goals for the year), I used it as an Ipod when I went
     walking and listened to those chapters on a dramatized application!!  It was soo helpful.  I don't have
     that anymore, and now I'm faltering.

3.  I'm falling behind on charting Ashlyn's blood sugars and having a good, working knowledge of where
     her numbers are right now.

4.  Our annual birthday bash is coming up soon.....or will we try to put it off until later this ythoear?

5.  Mother's Day Banquet at church is coming up at the end of April this year, and I've been asked to give
     a "short" testimony.  Need to really start narrowing down some ideas on paper!

6.  My husband and I are excited to be celebrating our 15th wedding anniversary in April.  We'd like to do
     something really fun this year......just the two of us.  We have a marvelous opportunity in front of us,
     but, of course, it will be a major production to actually pull it off.  Gonna take a lot of preparation!!  Oh,
     but it would be sooo worth it!!

7.  Have had it on my mind to want to start sewing or crafting some fun things for each of my children.  So,
     they have something they can say that their Mama actually made for them.  Don't know why, just missing
     getting to do that. I used to sew for my girls when I had only 2.   Not enough space right now.  Still
     praying about a home that will better suit our needs and how we are raising our children!!

8.  Still moving through this year with my eyes wide open to all the daily grace the Lord showers down on me.
      Still learning how I've totally been missing how to make each moment slow down and to take in all He
      wants me to see of Him!!  Still learning how to share that grace, those things I've been given with those I

Monday, February 14, 2011

Celebrating the love....especially today!!

We started our day with pink chocolate chip pancakes topped with whipped cream and syrup!!

There were "goodie bags" hidden around the house for a scavenger hunt.

Garrett was very serious about this little treat!!

With all the unusual amounts of sugar in their diets today,
we just had to take advantage of the 70 degree temperatures outside and have some fun at the park!!

We capped off our celebration tonight with this yummy homemade dessert after dinner!!
So easy to put together at home and waaaaaaay less expensive!!
Happy Valentine's Day!!!

Friday, February 11, 2011

I'm BAAAACK....with hallelujahs!!

The last two weeks have been nothing short of...what shall I say.....interesting?
It's hard to say "thankful" when the memories of these last 10 days have been super rough.

The night that followed my last post (February 1) was nothing short of a nightmare.
I couldn't get warm, and then, out-of-nowhere, I started throwing up.
I had already been sick, with "flu-like" symptoms, for several days, but not the slightest hint of stomach upset for which I had been so eternally grateful.
But that night began a collaboration of events that turned things into a sort of "perfect storm."
I lay on the bathroom floor because I was too achy and cold to keep getting in and out of bed.
My head just throbbed and my sinuses sealed shut, and the nausea kept coming in miserable waves.
Never before had I felt so at the end of my rope.
But just when the sun started rising and I thought the worst was was really just beginning.
That Wednesday was the coldest day of the year so far in Texas, and we had had an ice storm as I was laying on the bathroom floor.
There was a "state of emergency" declared in the Texas power grid and the powers that be felt it necessary to do these "rolling blackouts" of electricity.
We thought that when the power went out in the wee small hours of the morning, that it would come back on pretty quickly.
We were wrong.
By mid-morning, I was laying on the bed with no less than 4 quilts on me and the children were running through the living room out of excitement and boredom.
My poor husband, who was also sick with "flu-like" symptoms and needed to be in bed, was beginning to pace the house.
I could see the panic was slowly starting to set in for him.
I was not getting better.
In fact, by lunchtime, I started feeling worse (more nausea), the temperature in the house was about 50 degrees by now, and the roads were completely impassable. 
If I had wanted to get to the doctor (which I desperately did) I couldn't.
No one could help us.
Combined with the intense exhaustion from illness, lack of sleep, and 6 children running a million miles an hour, my husband and I could feel ourselves start to buckle.
He made reservations at a nearby hotel for us stay the night in case the power never came back on.
Not having the slightest idea how we could get out of our iced over driveway that has an incline up to our street.
Several of our neighbors had already gone to other family members homes, so we were pretty isolated.
By 4 pm, the power finally came back on, but I felt desperate for medical intervention.
I felt I couldn't stand another evening like the previous, so we began calling some folks for ideas.
The best idea we could come up with was calling 911 for a ride to the ER.
Some friends had tried to buy some wood for us to start a fire in the fire-place, but couldn't get out of the store parking lot without getting stuck.
We knew the roads were horrible, and no one else could get to us.
The paramedics came about 5:30 pm, and were so very nice.
One of them was sick too.
They hadn't had power at the fire station that day either.
They were very careful and understanding and were willing to take me to the ER.
But, in the end, they basically talked us out of going that route.
No guarantees I wouldn't have to wait a looooooong time.
They had been running accident victims and elderly patients with flu to the ER all day, and it was packed.
Then, how would I get home?
I'd probably be released late, late that night, and have to find someone who could drive on the ice to get me home.
The picture of being in my warm bed, quiet, by the bathroom seemed like paradise compared to that.
I was comforted when one of them said, "People who usually never get sick have been taken DOWN by this flu."
So, we thanked them for coming to visit and sent them on their way
I called back my best friend, and let her know that we hadn't gone to the ER afterall.
Her husband, who has a truck, then called and told me he would run me downtown to the "better" ER that he had already called and been told they were "slow" at the moment.
It was so far to go on the roads that I told him I would let him know if I changed my mind about that.
Then, within the span of seconds, I got two messages reminding me of a local emergency care clinic that has late hours and wasn't swamped.
My friend, with the truck, came and picked me up and very slowly drove me over there.
The doctor tested me for the flu.
Terrible sinus infection.
I left with three prescriptions.
The cough started that night.
That was Wednesday night.
Friday morning was my birthday.
Over night we received 6 inches of freshly, fallen, beautiful snow.
It felt like the shackles had only gotten tighter.
Now, we not only had 2 inches of thick ice, but SNOW 6 inches deep on top of it.
If we had thought we were getting out THAT day for toilet paper, we were sorely mistaken.
I couldn't even go out and play in it with my children.
I still felt horrible.
I had had enough, and wasn't feeling better, and I lost it.
I was hoping that after a couple doses of antibiotic, I would feel good enough to be out of bed.
So my children could see their Mama.......after nearly 6 days.
I didn't want to celebrate.
So I cried.
My husband felt helpless again.
After the tears, we lay in bed, holding hands, and I apologized for being a big baby.
BIIIIG baby!!
I reminded him that I have nothing to complain about.
I have a curable (although frustrating) temporary illness.

I learned of this young couple expecting their second baby.  She was 30 and diagnosed with terminal cancer.
She died last weekend.  They delivered the baby.  A pound and a half.  6 months gestation.  Breathing on her own.
Her funeral is tomorrow.

I have no problems.

Then this story came to me:
Mom and baby's funeral are also tomorrow.

My problems pale in comparison.

And how about this one:

Can you even imagine?
What do I have to fuss about?
I am blessed.
After nearly 10 days on medicine (which we can afford), I am finally feeling near 100%.
We have heat in our home.
Our children are well again (except for a few lingering coughs).
My husband has a job.
We own our home.
We are not about to lose our home, or our vehicles.
On the day after I was taken to the clinic.....some church family swooped down on us like the Hand of God.
Brought us enough meals and groceries for our family for THREE DAYS.
Took 4+ loads of laundry home with them to wash and fold for us.
On my birthday, another family brought even more food and groceries for us!!
WE are blessed!!! marks TWO years since our daughter's diagnosis of Type 1 Diabetes.
We're celebrating because it has been two years (it actually feels more like 10) and she hasn't been "back to the hospital since."

So I'm back today, reflecting.
On the grace of God in my life.
The gifts of today!!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011


A kind friend gently reminded me on this exact date one month ago when I was deathly ill in bed with the barf-a-thon that I should've popped in here and just mentioned she and others could pray.

Well, I'm following her advice.  I'm letting you all know that I'm sick......again.
With a completely different illness.
It started out Saturday afternoon with fever/flu-like symptoms.
Sunday my husband was sick too....fever/flu.
My mother-in-law happened to drop by and saw the chaos that was reigning, so she stayed for awhile to help clean the place up a little bit.

Yesterday, I felt pretty good in the morning, but had to crash back in bed by afternoon.
A very lovely friend brought our family the most delicious, wholesome dinner!!
This morning, I thought I was getting over it because I felt soooo much better.
So I proceeded to get the homeschooling train back on track.
Well, we had an ice storm overnight that was beckoning the kids outside, so it was hard to keep them on track.
By 3 pm, I thought I might die.
Obviously I overdid it.
But when the roads are covered in ice and no one can get to you to help, your husband is sick in bed too, the children are all pretty much feeling better by now and are bored out of their minds, what else am I supposed to do?
I would really love some ideas because at this moment my brain is mush and I'm going to go crawl under the covers and die.
Pray for us?