Mom took an extra shot of insulin tonight, so I'm afraid to go to bed.
Tonight I came into the living room and found Mom sitting with her Levemir (insulin) pen in hand. She said she had not taken her shot at Noon, so had to take it. The trouble is that I gave her the shot at Noon, so now she has a double-dose of the long-acting insulin in her. I took the pen from her and grabbed the others that were in the refrigerator and took them to the refrigerator in my rabbits' room. I am afraid to go to sleep, because she may go into hypoglycemia.
We have had two hypoglycemic episodes recently. One was very scary. Now I wonder if she may have been adding a shot when I wasn't looking. I am going to have to keep the insulin out of her reach.
I hope the night goes smoothly. What a happy mother's day surprise. All these things are adding up. Yesterday she thought my garden was weeds, so chopped 3/4 of it down before I found her. (That broke my heart.) This evening it is the insulin. Dementia is brutal when a person is so willful.