Now, don't get me wrong, I love me some information.
Information = good.
Diabetic information = great.
Could the author, John Walsh, come to my house and help me. Please? Pretty Please?
Just, you know, charts like this:
make my head hurt.
(Just kidding on that last one, I couldn't resist.)
I'm not sure I can learn all this. I barely get by with her high coverage ratio and counting carbs. I do ok with it. I feel, I think, that I semi know what I am doing. This, however, all of this, with the charts and the calculations and the basal and the testing the basal rates and the effect of insulin in the body - for how long, at what speed, which kind, when you give it. Oh boy, that just adds to the effect of the head hurting.
I know, those of you out there in blog-reading land. It becomes second nature. It becomes something you do and it's innate. I will learn it all you will tell me. I will become the queen of it. Oh, that last part, I really don't think so, I wanna tell you as I tap you on your shoulder.
You see, I think I need lots of help on this one. Lots and lots of help on it. Figuring it all out, combing through information to find the nuggets that solve the problem. Knowing just the right calculation to make it all work.
Maybe it comes down to the fact that, you know what, my daughter needs a working pancreas and all she has is her mommy.