Things seemed to have calmed a bit around here. Maybe we've surrendered to acceptance of Type 1 being the centre of our Universe.... who knows. She has been having more lows than highs, but at least her school knows how to deal with her lows, unlike highs, when I'm contacted to come administer insulin pronto. It's hard being a single parent, trying to earn a living, and having a boss that appreciates that when the school phones and says "come now" I'm out the door before I've hung up the telephone.
The LadyBugs are going with their Daddy this weekend in the big city of Vancouver (an hour away) and this will be the first visit that I have *not* prepared a "Diabetic Cheat Sheet" for the Daddy-Man. It's sink or swim time.... fingers crossed they all swim!