This is the call that I received yesterday from the school nurse.
Me: "Is he Low?"
School Nurse: "Yes, he was 51 and he has had a juice..."
Me: "Please get another finger stick...it was a nice day, I am sure he burned through a lot of sugar at recess."
School Nurse: "OK...I'll call back if he won't let me check his number" (Hangs Up)
4 minutes or so later...the phone rings.
School Nurse: "Reyna he has now barricaded himself in the bathroom...he won't let me check his number."
Me: "OK...give him a couple of minutes if he doesn't come out call me and I'll come in and drag him out by the ear..." (she and I chuckle)
I then just decide to go to the school. This has NEVER happened. Joe is known for being very responsible with his care. He checks his number at a minimum of 3 times a day while at school. He gives himself insulin via his Insulin Pump using math skills that most 6 year olds do not possess. He works in tenths and hundredths of units. He is simply AMAZING.
So why do you ask would Joe be hiding and refusing a blood sugar check after a low? Well I have a few ideas. First off...He was low, when you are low your brain is not functioning properly. From what I understand it can feel like being inebriated. When Joe is low he is not necessarily in his right mind, he is not thinking straight. The ONLY FUEL the brain can use for energy is SUGAR. A LOW BLOOD SUGAR = JELLO-Y, FOGGY, FLOUNDERING BRAIN.
On top of the low, Joe was missing PE. When a child with type 1 has a low blood sugar they need to treat it immediately with fast acting carbs. They are to then sit quietly (they should not be active as that would cause them to burn through more sugar and could make them go lower) and wait 15 minutes while supervised. Then they recheck their blood sugar to make sure it is in a safe range. Joe's low was caught right before PE, his absolute FAVORITE "subject". So one can only imagine a six year old with a "non-functioning" low brain and the disappointment of missing his favorite class and the tailspin his emotions fell into.
My heart broke a little yesterday for him. He is tough. He is amazing. He is my hero. He is human. He bears so much on his little shoulders. The psycho-social toll of this disease is enormous.