Happy New Year! I have to admit, I’m ready to say good by to 2015. It has been quiet a year, not only for our little family but my parents & my sister’s family as well. Between the three families, we have had an ICU stay, a Critical Care stay, three visits to the ER, lots of medical testing, a whole lot of new medications, a diagnosis of epilepsy, and a diagnosis of Type 1 Diabetes. WHEW!

So, hello 2016! We welcome you with open arms!

We aren’t huge NYE partiers. Normally, it’s the three of us playing Rock Band, eating appetizers, playing games and watching the ball drop with noise makers, sparkling cider, and festive party hats. This year we had another family over to play games, watch the ball drop with noise makers, drink sparkling cider, and wear festive party hats. (We sold our Rock Band and we kind of missed it!) Oh, and we had Sparkling ICE water, not sparkling cider this year. No carbs and all.

By the time we settled down and got to sleep, it was probably around 3:00 a.m., which is CRAZY for me. (Monday’s return to work is going to stink!) So, when Joel jumped out of bed at 6:15 a.m., yelling, “HIS DEX STOPPED WORKING! HE’S PROBABLY IN THE 40s!” it startled me a tad, to say the least. In my I-just-woke-up stupor, I checked my Dexcom app. According to the app, Luke’s blood sugar took a HUGE drop and was about 55 before the sensor stopped working- around 5:15 a.m, a whole hour before we woke up.

ACK!

Joel yelled Luke’s name as he ran towards his room. “Yeah?” Luke asked.

THANK YOU, GOD! He’s still alive.

He didn’t feel low, so we had him do a finger prick before treating.

Stink’ Dex. And we even calibrated before sending him to bed around 1:00 a.m.- just four hours before his sensor failed. We will see how today goes- the sensor is registering a number again, but I’m guessing it’s time to change the sensor in his arm. He hates those changes.

After everything settled down, and the guys fell back asleep, I couldn’t stop thinking about the what ifs. I try not to fear Type 1. I know my God is 100% in control of all of this. But it’s times like these that scare the bajeebers outta me. What if the sensor was right? What if he kept going down as quickly as the sensor said before it failed? What if he hadn’t woken up?

But then I remember that Joel woke up and checked his app. Luke woke up when we called his name. His blood sugar was really 126. God’s got this. He helps us on a daily basis.

I know many of you are walking into 2016 with a lot of uncertainties. The verse above is my prayer for all of you, as well. God is walking side by side with us, holding our hands and helping us.

Happy New Year!