At any rate, I work on the weekends, because Mr. Rose is here to help with the kids. By the time Monday morning rolls around, I'm beat! Late to bed...but life keeps moving...a blood sugar check when I get off work around midnight will determine how much sleep I can hope for, and the sun still rises eventually -- no matter that I'm exhausted. My hardworking husband leaves around 5 am, and doesn't get home until 6:30 (or later) in the evenings, so tired or not, I still have to get up to prepare breakfast, count carbs and manage those three little
The past 2 weeks have been a whirlwind of activity as we prepared for the
Up. Down. Up. Down. Not really a specific pattern....just a bunch of sporadic information that leaves us troubleshooting one number after another -- never being sure of what is REALLY going on.
I started tweaking. And waiting. And tweaking. And waiting.
And, yesterday, she woke up over 200.
Just as I was sure that I was NEVER going to get it right, her numbers started looking better. She hovered around 130 all day yesterday.
And now it's Tuesday!
IT'S TUESDAY!!!!!!!!! No longer Monday, I'm feeling hopeful that the end of our rocky patch could be in sight. (Just in time for her endo appointment next week, btw. Why does that always happen?)
It's still too soon to tell.
But, in the meantime, thank goodness for Tuesdays!