Sugar, Oh Honey, Honey - Glucose Meter Highjinks

 

We're not quite this level of highjinks but we're not that far off.

I got a new glucose meter a few days ago. Pulled out the old one the day before and it was very dead. I test very infrequently now. I go get the A1C checked at the clinic every three months so there's not much reason to poke myself with that damn lancet and ooze blood like insano.

Spent a few minutes wrasslin' with the slapping it together, lancet in the new poker stick, reading the instructions, setting it the first time, world without end. I'm telling the husband to get ready because we needed to test him since he'd been complaining of fatigue. He looked right at me and said "You first. I never see you check yours." Okay, big talker, it's on like Donkey Kong. 

Poked myself, got the blood droplet on the test strip and put it in the meter. It spun a display on the main screen before displaying a very respectable "90"

Did I calmly show him? Did I explain? Nope, I shoved that meter in his face like I was a petty harridan  mike dropping and said, "IN YOUR FACE!! YOU NEXT!!" 

His is inching back down daily with the insulin but it's not that low. 

I am trying to get him to see it's every day every day making good food choices, not junk, it's eating three meals and a few snacks, it's drinking the water, it's exercising, it's taking the meds, it's trying to get enough sleep. He still has the mindset that this is temporary and when the number comes down it Cheese Doodles and Fudge Rounds for everyone. 

The good of all of this is it is a potent reminder than I must always make those same right choices, which I am 100% of the time am right now. I can hardly tell him to behave and violate the rules myself. 

 

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