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I cant adequately put into words how profoundly grateful I am to whomever gave me the intuition I needed at 3 a.m. last night that caused me to check Seans blood sugar. Sean, whos now 13, was diagnosed with Juvenile Diabetes (Type 1) when he was 5. After many years of numerous shots per day, he now wears a pump that is attached to him consistently. With a simple prick of the finger he can check his blood sugar; when he eats carbs he enters how many he ate and the pump calculates the proper dose of insulin. The pump is not foolproof, however. Despite the fact that its so much more convenient for him, the dosage levels and calculations must often be changed and monitored, especially at his current age, because hes growing so quickly. But there was absolutely NO reason or need for me to check his blood sugar at 3 a.m. He had gone to bed with a good level for him - about 150 - and should have been 100% fine until morning. But I could not go to sleep. I argued with myself. I tried to ignore the warning. And then I did what I always do when things like this happen - I followed my gut and went into Seans bedroom to check his blood sugar when there was every reason to believe it should have been perfect. He was at 48. That ties the lowest hes ever gone and had I let him go on sleeping until 6 or 7 a.m.? I cant even think about it. I had him drink two juice boxes, waited 30 minutes and checked him again. He was at 147. Safe. Thank God. I didnt sleep the rest of the night. For a good 45 minutes I lay there next to my baby boy - our first grown son whos growing up much too quickly for my liking. He was sleeping soundly so had no idea I was softly stroking his hair, crying a little bit, talking to him and holding him as if he was still just 5 years old once again. I just couldnt go to bed. I simply wanted to be as close to him as possible for awhile longer so I held him, listened to his heartbeat and thanked God and a myriad of others I believe were instrumental in getting me to walk into his room when there was not one good reason for me to do so. Follow your intuition, dear friends. Always.
Posted on: Sun, 25 Jan 2015 01:38:34 +0000

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