Friday is car wash day. I vacuumed up at least 20 test strips and ALL the raisins. Dealing with a chronic condition like T1D means the highs and lows happen anywhere, anytime. It doesn’t stop for car washes. Thanks to the noise of the water and then the vacuum I couldn’t hear the Dexcom low alert and for some reason it didn’t show up on my watch. Grasshopper said he felt low. Yep. 55 on the meter, 50 on Dexcom.
Four Annie’s Fruit Snacks, and half a glucose tab for him. Contemplation of mortality with the daily mix of extraordinary and ordinary for me. I finished vacuuming the car. I saved my six year old son’s life again with eight grams of sugar. In the middle of cleaning our minivan. Thank you Dexcom. Thank you Annie’s Fruit Snacks. Life is weird and wonderful. I am grateful to be here in the midst of it and I’m glad my son is too.
Not two minutes later, life handed me a giggle as I caught Sunshine spraying the inside car window as if she was trying to squirt a hole through the glass. That one spot is CLEAN. Time to move on.