The Night Before Christmas - Diabetes Style

Friday, December 25, 2015

Merry Christmas!

I hope you have all had a wonderful holiday!  We have a had a lovely day and Christmas Eve!

Diabetes, however, was not quite so lovely!  I was up until about 4 am waiting on low blood sugars to rise.  Ugh!  However, I used my time to write my own version of "The Night Before Christmas"!  I hope you enjoy it! 

And from our family to yours, Merry Christmas!



The Night Before Christmas - Diabetes Style

'Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house, not a creature was stirring - not even a mouse.  The stocking were hung by the chimney with care in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. 

The Hubs and I were nestled all snug in our bed while visions of good blood sugar danced in our heads.  I in my yoga pants and Dad - not wearing his cap - had just settled down for a rather short nap (3 am blood sugar check - you get it...)

When from our daughter's room there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.  Away to her room I flew in a flash, threw open her door, tripped on something she hadn't put away and made a loud crash!  Her Dexcom shone with a very bright glow - giving luster of midday to test strips lying below. 

When what to my wondering eyes should appear but a number so low it filled me with fear.  More rapid than eagles her supplies how they came.  I whistled and shouted and called them by name.  "Now meter, Now test strips, now lancet and wipes! On smarties, On juice boxes, On pudding and tabs of all types!"  To the front of her lips - not a bit we let fall!  Now eat away, drink away, eat away all!

Then back to the kitchen I hurriedly flew for more armfuls of juice boxes and glucose tabs, too!  And then I did hear as I rushed back to her room, four little beeps!  The under 55 beeps of doom!

I drew in my head and was turning around.  Her Dad, down the hallway, he came with a bound.  She was under the covers from bottom to top.  Her pillowcase was tarnished with random blood drops.  Her hands were well hidden behind her small back.  Testing blood sugar that way would require quite a knack.  Her eyes were still closed.  She looked sweet and merry.  Until with a sip of juice she muttered, "I like APPLE.  NOT CHERRY." 

She was still asleep but fussing.  A right grumpy little elf.  I laughed as I saw her in spite of myself. 

But a fluttering of eyes and a turn of her head soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.  She spoke not a word but went straight to her work.  Drinking and chewing.  Then sitting up with a jerk.

Her fingers she held in front of my nose.  A quick test reveled that her bg had rose!

She pulled her covers back close now that she was out of danger.  Looking again like a sleeping little angel. 

But I heard her whisper as we walked out of her sight, "Thanks for taking care of me, Mom and Dad.  I love you.  Good Night!"




3 comments:

  1. Thanks for that! It brought tears to my husband's and my eyes!

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  2. That was so cute. Especially her comment about preference of juice flavour ... at least she has a sense of humour like I do when having a low 😉 Ho!Ho!Ho!👼 Merry 🎅 Christmas! !🎄

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  3. Awesome blog posted. Thank you for sharing it.

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