Arguing in front of Johnny with my husband John... but I told you all about that. Reading horror stories online about other kids with diabetes... don't read those! The emotional fatigue I have by the end of the day, even on a good day. Telling the bank teller Johnny can't have the lollipop, and though he was nice about it, I could tell he was annoyed. The grocery checker asking what was wrong with Johnny (while he is going completely crazy locked in the little car part of my cart banging around and yelling, happy but looked nuts). I wanted to say, "His blood sugar is well over 400 right now which can make anyone agitated and hyper." Instead I barely whisper, "Nothing," and leave as fast as I can push my cart. Then there is when my little man is hungry or frustrated. That is still the lowest part of my days.
But there are other highs: