Just Tired

I survived camp.  It was pretty good, the hardest part was lack of sleep.  You would think I’d be used to that but I was averaging less than 5 hrs a night, my usual is 7.  I checked on my daughter at 2am, like normal but her alarms would go off at other times too and sometimes it was hard to hear. Another hard part was getting 12 girls to shower everyday.  We only had about 30-45 minutes in the morning, and 30-45 minutes in the evening before bed.  But I really enjoyed parts of it like getting to know some of the girls better and I helped with the daily newspaper which I really liked too (being in the a/c for most of the day helped).  I didn’t always know what I was supposed to do but tried to pitch in when I could.  I did sneak in a nap for a few minutes on the last two days so that helped a little too.

Next week my daughter goes to another camp, one for kids with Type 1.  I will use that week to catch up with sleep and hopefully see some friends too. My son will be at my in-laws so it gives me an extra little break.

After that we head to the beach for a week and even thought it’s our vacation, we will still be dealing with Type 1 as it never goes on vacation.

Going to Camp

As I mentioned in some other posts, I am going to camp as a counselor this year.  One reason I am going is because of last year (See not-a-happy-camper). However, it’s not the only reason – I took over as club co-leader this year and thought it would be a good experience to be there with some of the kids from the club, we have quite a few going for the first time.  I have always loved 4-H and when I was young I envisioned being a counselor forever (many do).  I am a little nervous about being around so many kids constantly as I am not really used to that but hopefully it will be a fun time.

My daughter has been doing fine and since she has a pump she really won’t even need to see the nurse often, really only for a site change and sensor change unless there is a problem.  I’ll be doing her night checks and told here that was the only time to consider me “mom” and not her club leader. I did say she had to pretend to like me some – lol.

Hope I have some good stories after my week at camp.

H is for Head, Heart, Hands, and Health

4-H: Head, Heart, Hands, and Health.  This is on my mind today as I took over as co-leader for the local club and we have a big fundraiser tomorrow.  I was very active in 4-H as a child and my children have been members now for a few years. Every summer there is also a week long camp that was the highlight on my year.  My kids have loved it too.  Last summer, my daughter was diagnosed just a few weeks before camp so it was very stressful (I think I wrote a post about it). So this year I am attending as a counselor.  When I was a teenager I thought for sure this was something I would do every year as an adult, now that the time is getting closer I am worried.  I love kids but sometimes they overwhelm me.  I think as I have gotten older and my kids have grown I have lost some of my patience.  I am usually better around other people kids and I know my kids plan to act like they don’t know me so hopefully it will be alright.

Not a happy camper

Saturday was the 2 month dx anniversary.

Sunday was check-in at camp. (not a diabetes camp, a 4-H they have been going to for a couple of years that is an overnight camp but is only about 20 minutes from our house).

I was stressed, tense all day worrying about forgetting something.  We had done early registration so I could speak to the coordinator and nurse ahead of time.

However we get there and they don’t have her in the correct cabin (the one where the nurse is who agreed to check her at 2am).

We go through the ‘fast’ line since we registered, the assistant nurse was supposed to be there, she wasn’t.  They did call to make sure she should be in the cabin.

I went back to the cabin to talk to a counselor and they take me to the nurse I had spoke to before but it was rushed.  I told her I needed the numbers every time to give to the dr.  Her daughter sees the same dr. I thought she would understand how terrified I am and that I just needed a little reassurance, I guess not.

I briefly heard from my daughter last night before bed (9:50pm) that she was low, had some juice was coming back up and ate a snack.  nothing this morning, no updates with numbers through the night or this morning.  She was supposed to text or update the app and there is nothing, so I am freaking out.  I don’t have a way to contact them other than my daughters’ phone which she is supposed to have and isn’t responding to anyway.

More to follow…

UPDATE:
So I did just hear from nurse. No one checked her last night.  Said it was a misunderstanding that they thought she was going to wake herself up to test?!?!?! Hello, if she’s low she can’t wake up and if she’s low she will need someone there to help her get something and stay up to re-test. not really a responsibility she should have to do herself, and I am so frustrated with everything!

I am going to check with them later to see if someone is willing to get up with her if not I am going there to get her for the night.  This just suck for her and I am still not a happy camper.