Lenny and Harold were first introduced in this post. They are the voices in my head whose main job is to tell me when something is amiss with Elise. They could also be called a Mother's Intuition.
Lenny: Pssst, hey... human pancreas. Wake up!
Me: Huh? Wazzat? What's going on?
L: Look, you should really go check Elise's blood sugar. We think it's important.
Me: What time is it? Only 11:00? Seriously guys?
Harold: Seriously, go check her.
Me: I just checked her 45 minutes ago. She was 210, and it's only been 2 1/2 hours since her shot. Trust me, nothing is going on.
H: Trust us. Get outta bed, waddle your pregnant butt down the hallway, and give her BG a look-see, will ya?
Me: Guys, give me a break. Between you and Bruce the bladder waking me up every other hour to squeeze out a spoonful of urine, I'm getting no sleep. All work and no sleep makes Joanne a very grumpy pancreas. She's not due to be checked for another 2 hours or so. Let me go back to sleep.
L: Yeah, that's not happening. Get up, or you'll have to listen to our rendition of Beyonce's "All the Single Ladies".
Me: I'm up, I'm up!
Harold and Lenny are mercifully quiet as I go to check on Elise. The theme from "A Summer Place" plays quietly in my head.
Me: Yeah... guys? I totally owe you an apology. She was 111. How she dropped from 210 to 111 in only 45 minutes is beyond me, but I gotta go get some carbs in her. I don't know how you do it, but I'm glad you do.
L & H: That's what we're here for.
This is just my playful attempt at pointing out the importance of listening to your gut, those little voices, your intuition; whatever you want to call it. I can't even count how many times we've caught a low (or impending low), thanks to "Lenny and Harold".
Now Bruce, on the other hand, needs a good talking to...
3 months ago
Totally with you! Always follow that intuition, or whatever you might call them!
ReplyDeleteGlad you waddled your pregnant butt down to check on Elise! :-)
It's Bruce that keeps me checking The Bean all night long. I figure while I'm up, I might as well test her. :)
ReplyDeleteI have a love hate relationship with those voices.
ReplyDeleteMine, however, do not sing to me... they just say... get up! get up! get up! get up! get up! geeeet uuup!!! SO ANNOYING ;)
Those guys totally rock ;) They stopped by here the other night -- 47 with 1.10 IOB.
ReplyDeleteThank goodness they screamed at me, and so happy they made it back to your place in time!!!!
That mommy instinct is some powerful stuff! I have had many nights where that voice in my head was yelling at me to get up...I always listen.
ReplyDeleteThank goodness Lenny and Harold where on top of their game :)
Sooooo grateful for those voices!
ReplyDeleteYour blogs always make me smile! : )
ReplyDeleteAwwww! I love Lenny and Harold... those guys rock!
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Thank God Bruce is a temporary member of the family inside your head.
;o)
Love them!
ReplyDeleteLenny and Harold are rock starts. I hear you on that gut feeling, it is NEVER wrong.
ReplyDeleteI'd take either or both of their sisters over a silent Sally any day, despite the fact that someone dropped in on me one night last week to say that Jonathan was 1.5 (27) and I went running like shot in the dark only to find him to really be about 10.5 (189). To make it extra terrifying... she had my wife's voice
ReplyDeleteI've had those moments too... when it just doesn't make a whole lot of sense but a nagging voice is just telling you to do it.... I learned to listen to it/them/she/he/whatever! LOL :)
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