Well, here's what's been going on. Noah is almost better, but because Mom is convinced that screaming at him is going to make him feel better, he's refusing to eat unless someone else coaxes him into it. Last night she pissed both of us off to hell. I already talked about that, I think. Same thing this morning. And she says we refuse to learn from our 'mistakes'.
I set up an Open Diary for Sam and an AIM. I get home from errands just now and he says "I made a blog, too." This really ticked me off. There is a reason I set up the Open Diary. More kids his age, more to do. Nothing for him to do here. I shouldn't have given him anything. Kids are a hell of an annoyance on the friggin internet.
We're about to have lox and bagels and good cream cheese spreads, so I'm excited. I can't wait to eat. I'm starving. This morning, I woke up and felt dizzy, which most likely means my blood pressure is too low. That happens occasionally, but not enough to get off the pills completely. My Uncle, Bobby (my Dad's older brother) is really into natural remedies and things, and he told us about a specific herb that I don't know the name of right now that naturally cures high blood pressure. If it works for me, I'm definitely going off the pills. I'm sick of medicine. I'd rather just consume a plant.
Oh yay. My linens for school just arrived! I'm going to have to check them out in a few minutes. By the way, my wisdom teeth extraction is scheduled for tomorrow morning at 10am. *Shudders profusely* Hopefully I'll be ok with the anesthetic, etc.
Before I forget, I have to fill you in on what actually went wrong with Noah. He didn't actually have a stomach virus, or any virus at all, in fact. What happened was the needle that delivers the insulin to his body from the insulin pump bent going in. Now, you can't tell this from the outside, because it's in his body and the patch on the outside looks normal. The only way to detect this is high blood sugar and high ketones. If the glucose is over 250 and you take correctice insulin and it still remains as high or gets higher after an hour, you have to switch the set because the needle is bent and not delivering insulin at all. So basically what happened was he wasn't getting any insulin for about 13 hours (from the time he switched the set until the morning when he got sick...since we didn't know about the set we kept it in and it ended up going on for 3 days).
The sets are supposed to be switched every three days, which would have happened, but by this time it was too late, because a couple of hours is more than awful and he went for 3 days. Also, not one doctor or nurse thought of this. Even though he had no signs of fever or virul/bacterial illness whatsoever. The MiniMed/MedTronic trainer thought of it as soon as she saw him. After her help, he began to get better. So much for med school, etc etc.
Our doctor, also, Dr. Bode, who was on a couple of days vacation during all of this (and hasn't seen him at all) got really pissed because his hospital refused to admit Noah. Now he's busy reprimanding the hospital and all of his affiliates about it.
I think that's all on this subject. Time for some lox and bagels.
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