Chronicling the days in the life of our son Charlie, diagnosed with juvenile diabetes in November of 2003
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Whether Charlie is walking from his classroom to art class or sitting at an assembly or standing in a badly formed line for a fire drill, he's always being followed. Mrs. D is never more than a few feet away, her eyes locked upon him.
I did it. After three long weeks of failed basal tests filled with F-bombs aplenty, I have finally made it through a full night of testing Charlie's basal rates. Check out the results in my post The Very Hungry Vampire over at Blogabetes.