Tuesday, April 25, 2017
Monday, April 24, 2017
Murphy brought William a pillowcase she found in the laundry and sat in front of him. William told me that she was behaving a bit strangely. She brought the same pillowcase to me. Dexcom CGM said he was 107 flat, a nice, steady flat blood glucose. Was this an alert?
I told William to test, just in case. He was 78 actual finger stick. Within the half hour, the CGM read 48 mg/dL, although William contends he was not that low based on symptoms. He had, however, already treated with carbs because of Murphy's alert. Likely, he would have been 48 had he not had the jump on it.
At this stage, it is sometimes hard to believe or be sure she is alerting. The alerts are not consistent or clear. I think what we've come to realize is that William is often lower - in the 70s or 80s - and this doesn't concern Murphy. She is used to it. She does, however, clearly pick up on highs and rapid decreases.
We have to believe first, followed up by a reality check. She just alerted again today - he was 77 and dropping, not flat. Good girl!
Thursday, March 30, 2017
Monday, March 27, 2017
Another woman and her husband were in line behind K. The very large woman was in a wheel chair. She asked to see Murphy, and so we walked over to her, a good experience for Murphy who'd not yet seen a person in a wheelchair. Well, the chair itself held no interest for her but she began sniffing at the woman and was getting harder to control. The woman's legs were swollen to the point of tight, something I'd seen in my dad with COPD and Type 2 Diabetes. Not yet paired with an alert for a high, I still could tell that Murphy was detecting this in this woman. The woman seems a bit surprised at Murphy's interest in her. Finished with our purchase, I was glad to leave before Murphy did an all out freak out "you're high and smell!".
Friday, March 17, 2017
The farrier came today. There is probably nothing nastier than the smell of clipped horse hooves. My dogs, however, relish these as if they were the finest escargot in a Parisian restaurant on the Seine. Murphy got her first taste of them this morning. Equally tasty, I found dried cod twists at Tractor Supply. They were on clearance but not expired. I'm thinking they didn't sell because they smell strongly of fish. Not exactly a great smell in the house. But then, a happy dog is a happy dog.