kvetching up

Entry 1 5:50 a.m. After fighting to get my sugars up last night? I most likely went overboard with feeding my face. Today, the goal is to be in range of the target goal for much of the day. I did awaken at 1:15 a.m. and ate a very ripe peach, this after my dinner. While my numbers never breached 200, still, they hovered around that level for a long time. If you read this journal back when Jenny was being treated, you know how much I loved to slice and dice the data. This new cgm software--btw I switched from the reader to my phone for scanning, does it for me. For reasons I don't quite understand, blood glucose often goes up during one's sleep. Mine was crashing back to normal levels, right up to the point I ate that peach. That much is apparent from the graph adjacent to these words. I sit each morning and drink my coffee. Earlier this summer or late spring, Willow was rousing me between 4:00 and 4:30 a.m. She would jimp into bed and hit me with her left paw until I stirred. S...

 Entry 1     9:20 a.m. It's all too much for Jenny. It's all too much for the girls. It's all too much for me. Jenny's abdominal pain has yet to go away completely, which was the promise of the procedure. She took her morning pain relief medicine, and the pain stopped, so that is some progress. But yesterday was incredibly hard for her. She really didn't move from the couch. Last night I drove Chris' family to the airport--Abby shuttling 2 of the 5 people in her car. The plan had been for Jenny to drive one of the cars. She was too weak. While we were taking the family to the airport, Jenny tried to get up from the couch to wash a mug. She was too winded to do it when she got to the sink.  I made breakfast yesterday  morning for everyone, Jenny and a couple friends, Abby and I.  Jenny complained of being in pain still, and I made sure she got her medication. I suggested that by today the celiac plexus block procedure should work. I didn't really know, ...