On 01.02.02, I was diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer. Too late for surgery, I had chemotherapy, which failed. In May the chemotherapy was changed and I was soon in remission which was celebrated and welcome and lasted nine years - until October 2011. There was progression in 2011 so more treatment was indicated and I am now back in partial remission. But I'm not only a cancer patient - I also enjoy my family, walk my dogs and am learning to draw and paint. Life is good!

Monday, February 13, 2012

Home again, home again

Youngest Daughter returned home today and she was singing-in-the-shower happy to be back.  She has a dreadful cold, so she's the wrong person for me to be around, but at least she's here.  Steve made his very special macaroni and cheese as the most welcoming taste of home dinner and then we played several more rounds of gin rummy.

I figured out - within the first hour - why her blood sugars were spiking.  She arrived about 11:00 so lunch soon followed.  She checked her blood sugar and told me how much insulin she needed.  "That doesn't sound right," I said and reached for the sliding scale chart that is easier for her to manage.  Sure enough, she was going on memory and was going to use exactly half of the dosage that she needs.

"Is this what you've been doing, just going by memory and not looking at the chart?"  Yep.  It takes maybe one half of one second to yank her chart out of the pouch where she has already removed the meter and insulin, but she likes to cut corners.  I guess I should be grateful that she halved the dosage instead of doubling it, which would have been lethal.  I wish her care provider had glanced at the chart herself instead of assuming that YD was managing with accuracy.

I am so frustrated!  I know there are people in this world who can care for her, but it feels like I'm the only one who can.


  1. Well, you know the reason your daughter was moving into a guided home experience is because she needs the caregiver's help with these things. Just what did the caregiver think her job was? If your daughter could do it without supervision she'd be able to live on her own without the caregiver! Sheesh!

  2. It does seem almost unbelievable that the care provider didn't at least spot-check the dosage amounts using the chart. I'm glad that it's a mystery easily solved (and easily remedied)--at least that's one less unknown.

  3. Thank you both. Maybe the care provider did spot-check the dosage amounts, but too many readings slipped through. I get frustrated with my daughter too because she has the skills, she just chooses not to be bothered.


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