Beautiful morning on the boat; salt air, sun, family :: no lunch...blood sugar is too high, and we didn't bring a site change
Baseball game; a nail-biting tie featuring TJ as the saving pitcher :: a shot and the second site change of the morning...in the dugout right before the game
Celebrating the tie with flav-or-ice :: watching friends have flav-or-ice...it has too much sugar
Jumping on the trampoline with friends :: low...coming in for juice
Playing Wii with friends :: low...stopping for juice
Falling asleep after a long, fun day :: low...downstairs again for more juice
Sunday morning; slow wake-up :: wet bed and high...too much juice the night before
Donuts at a friends house :: watch friends eat them...they are frosted, covered in sugar
Soccer game :: on the sideline at the start...chugging gatorade to bring up a low
One weekend :: Diabetes with him every minute
Showing posts with label baseball. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baseball. Show all posts
Monday, May 24, 2010
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Red Sox
A (long ago, at this point) April vacation trip to Fenway...the first night was rained out, so we ventured to the city again the next day for the make up game. Lots of Fenway franks, and lots of fun. Click on the photo for a full size look.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Don't you know ANYTHING?!?
At baseball last Saturday, Thomas' pump escaped from his waistband while he was running home. Not to be deterred in his (automatic - this is junior baseball, after all) score of a run, he grabbed the pump by the tubing and continued on.
As he returned to the bench, Tom witnessed the following conversation (and yes, this whole post is hearsay, but still, a mom's gotta brag every now and then):
Teammate: "What is that?"
Thomas: "My pump."
Teammate: "Well, why do you have it?"
Thomas: "Because I have diabetes."
Teammate: "Well why do you have that?"
Thomas (insert pithy tone and eye-roll here): "Because I have diabetes...my pancreas doesn't work."
Well obviously!
As he returned to the bench, Tom witnessed the following conversation (and yes, this whole post is hearsay, but still, a mom's gotta brag every now and then):
Teammate: "What is that?"
Thomas: "My pump."
Teammate: "Well, why do you have it?"
Thomas: "Because I have diabetes."
Teammate: "Well why do you have that?"
Thomas (insert pithy tone and eye-roll here): "Because I have diabetes...my pancreas doesn't work."
Well obviously!
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