I dragged myself out of bed. Despite tweaks to his basal rate he was still running high. I wondered if it was a carb counting error because he simply eyeballs his cereal rather than weighing it. Yes, he does normally get that right but still it bugs the control freak in me.
I input the correction into his pump and waited. Every night for the past two nights, the pump has complained of a blockage part way through the correction. Yes, that should have been a warning to me. I should have changed the site on one of those two times but his readings were pretty good at all other times.
Why did that make sense to me? I have no idea. I guess because its was a large dose of insulin versus the normal nightly basal delivery. For some reason I was okay with his reasoning...until the third time!
Last night I once again waited. Once again I was not to be disappointed. His pump swore that there was still a problem. I gave up. A site change it was. Four in the morning, weary but out came the supplies and up popped my son in his bed wondering what I was doing! I was relieving myself of further anxiety and stress. The site was moving!
The correction worked perfectly in the new location and he swears that all is fine this morning. I am still not sure why I bothered to listen to his logic the first time around but live and learn I guess!