{"id":7826,"date":"2019-06-08T12:16:42","date_gmt":"2019-06-08T16:16:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/?p=7826"},"modified":"2019-06-08T12:16:42","modified_gmt":"2019-06-08T16:16:42","slug":"insulin-in-our-lives","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/08\/insulin-in-our-lives\/","title":{"rendered":"Insulin in our lives"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><div id=\"attachment_7827\" style=\"width: 210px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191918_HDR.jpg\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-7827\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-7827\" src=\"http:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191918_HDR-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"Insulin supplies\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-7827\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191918_HDR-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191918_HDR-768x1152.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191918_HDR-683x1024.jpg 683w, https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191918_HDR-100x150.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191918_HDR-400x600.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-7827\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Insulin supplies<\/p><\/div><div id=\"attachment_7828\" style=\"width: 210px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191919a_HDR.jpg\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-7828\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-7828\" src=\"http:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191919a_HDR-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"The bag of medicines pre-insulin\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-7828\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191919a_HDR-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191919a_HDR-768x1152.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191919a_HDR-683x1024.jpg 683w, https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191919a_HDR-100x150.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/06\/0605191919a_HDR-400x600.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-7828\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">The bag of medicines pre-insulin<\/p><\/div>During her second hospitalization it was discovered that Jett&#8217;s blood glucose level had drifted dangerously high &#8211; 244 when 150 is the upper limit for normal.  I was there when this was detected and I didn&#8217;t believe it. I made the nurse do the test again. 242. So insulin was added to her long list of medications.<\/p>\n<p>Apparently messing up blood sugar is yet another side effect of the heavy doses of steroids that the doctor ordered after she was re-admitted.<\/p>\n<p>The side effect for me is that I had to learn how to do the glucose test and administer the insulin since I would be her primary caretaker on the trip north. So after she was released on Monday, the hospital arranged for an RN to come to the RV for follow-up care with Jett and instruction for me on the use of insulin.<\/p>\n<p>The hospital provided prescriptions for the insulin, needles and a glucometer (glucose test machine).  I couldn&#8217;t get the insulin until Wednesday and, though I acquired the glucometer and the other testing supplies on Tuesday, my training session on Wednesday didn&#8217;t go well. It turns out that you need to match the test strip to the meter.  Because the test strips were more expensive than the meter, I ran back to CVS to get a different meter.  By Wednesday night I had everything I needed and ran an actual test of blood glucose &#8211; first on myself and then on Jett.  Ironically, my blood sugar was high (161) while hers was fine (143).<\/p>\n<p>The rest of the week and even this morning her glucose levels were acceptable, so I have yet to give an actual insulin injection.  But I had to demonstrate my competence to the nurse on Friday by actually drawing the right amount of insulin into the hypodermic needle and showing her how I would pinch the skin to do the injection.<\/p>\n<p>The bag of medicines and medical supplies that we have to take north &#8211; already large &#8211; has just about doubled in size with the addition of all the insulin-related stuff.<\/p>\n<p>I fear that this blog, which was intended as a travelogue, is becoming a medical journal.  But medicine is dominating my life right now. And is keeping Jett alive.<\/p>\n<p>Because I know you will be curious, I will tell you that my blood sugar levels have been fine ever since that first anomalous reading.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>During her second hospitalization it was discovered that Jett&#8217;s blood glucose level had drifted dangerously high &#8211; 244 when 150 is the upper limit for normal. I was there when this was detected and I didn&#8217;t believe it. I made the nurse do the test again. 242. So insulin was added to her long list &hellip; <a class=\"read-excerpt\" href=\"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/08\/insulin-in-our-lives\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&raquo;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[6,41,4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7826","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-adventures","category-fl","category-places"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1VniU-22e","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7826","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7826"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7826\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7831,"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7826\/revisions\/7831"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7826"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7826"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7826"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}