Locked Out

This past weekend, my four year old (A) and I were working in the garage, straightening things up and he went inside to go potty.  As he came back outside, he said (very proudly), “Mommy, I locked the door so Sadie can’t come out.”  (Sadie’s our cat.)  But what he ended up doing was locking Sadie IN the house.  Ruh roh. 

My husband was away at a camping trip with E, and here I was locked in the garage with A.. and thank goodness I had brought my cell phone outside with me to use for music.  I called my mom and asked her if she could drive the 20ish minutes to our house to unlock my door. Thank goodness she had a spare key.

Luckily we had eaten a big breakfast, so I was still in my 2 hour spike.  But it’s funny how your mind works.  As soon as I realized that I was outside without any of the supplies I use to keep me alive (with the exception of my pump, of course I had that on) I started almost panicking.  I also didn’t have my CGM on (had taken a break for the weekend) so I was thinking “I have no idea what my blood sugar is?  What if it’s low. Oh no if it IS low, what the heck am I gonna do about it?” I didn’t even have my car keys on me to drive anywhere or get the Quick Sticks I had in my car.  Of course all of this was going on inside my head.  Gotta keep it cool in front of A. 😉

Any average (read: Non-D) person would be locked in the garage as I was, and only be thinking “Man, it’s hot out here.”  I had to think that, plus play a guessing game everywhere from “Wonder what my BG is?” to “What am I going to do to fix it if it’s low?”  I was about to go all MacGuyver .. but luckily I didn’t need to.  Mom showed up, let us in, and after I got cold water for both of us … I checked my BG and I was 179.  Been a while since I’d been so happy to see a number in that range.

I was also thankul for those chocolate chip pancakes I’d made for breakfast. 😉

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About Shannon

I am a wife, a mommy, and a Type 1 diabetic (since '92.) I have had two successful pregnancies - one of which was with twins. I wear an insulin pump- - off and on for 17 years; currently on the Medtronic pump and CGM. I am not a medical professional, nor am I giving medical advice. I am just sharing my day to day stories of someone who lives with this disease every day. My ultimate goal is to raise awareness.
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One Response to Locked Out

  1. Sara says:

    I got locked out with two kids once when I was babysitting. Kids just think they are being SOO helpful! Thank goodness for a random unlocked window big enough for a kid to slip in through!

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