How many people do you trust with your child? Me, well not many… actually I can easily count them on one hand – actually a few fingers… Harsh? Maybe, but an unfortunate truth.
It is VERY hard to trust people who have NO IDEA about Type 1 Diabetes. Most people do not understand the potential seriousness of the disease.
Case and point: last Summer I allowed Eden to go for a playdate and swim at a friends house after school without me. I gave STRICT instructions to the adult in charge about what to do. Exercising and especially swimming for some reason can cause a FAST drop in blood sugar levels. I was supposed to get a text with her BS number before swimming and every 30 minutes thereafter… About 90 minutes goes by and I’m thinking to myself that they must have decided NOT to go swimming… I sent a text asking the last time she tested because I hadn’t gotten a report.. “30 minutes ago – she is still swimming. Let me get her out and have her test.” My heart skips a beat…. text comes back – “she is 56 – what do I need to give her?” COMPLETE PANIC sets in… I respond – ” OMG. juice NOW – NO more swimming. very dangerous. be there soon.”
When I get there she is sitting by the pool – juice finished with a sheepish look on her face. When she tests again her BS level has risen and all is good again. So, she DID test before swimming, but I didn’t get a report of what the BS number was – if I did I would have told her she needed to EAT something before swimming.The adult wasn’t terribly apologetic, just stated that she didn’t realize HOW FAST it could happen… Hmmmm….. WHY DO YOU THINK I LEFT SPECIFIC INSTRUCTIONS ?!?!
The adult in charge should have been more responsible – Eden is a kid.. Of course she didn’t want to stop what she was doing and ask for something to eat if all her friends where jumping in the pool.. If I hadn’t texted when I did, I get chills at the thought of what could have happened… passed out from low blood sugar – in a POOL no less – with an adult that didn’t really know what to do..
NOT GOING TO DO THAT AGAIN… over protective, maybe.
But my child’s life in your hands is NOT a game