We started our first trip since DX by getting up at 6am to go to the city early with T. We didn't eat until 8:30am when we got to the city, but E still managed good BG tests. As usual, she was high for a lot of the day. I took her to the indoor play place, so she wasn't as high as she normally was on city days, but she was getting 10+ all day.
We finally picked up my hubby and got to the airport around 4ish. E had Tim Horton's chili for supper, so we knew the carbs and treated for it all. At 6pm we headed through security.
Security never even blinked at the needles and pump supplies. Or at her juice box (200mL). Her pump didn't set off the metal detector, but my sandals did. The kids were pretty excited at this point, and maybe that explains what happened next.
I removed and suspended her pump as we taxied out to the runway. She loved taking off, and getting to altitude. She loved how she had to pop her ears so much. But when I put her pump back on and tested her, she was 6. With over a unit on board. A unit takes her down 12, so a low treatment was in order. She had her snack, I calculated so her carbs matched how far she was over, and I was careful about her carb intake the rest of the flight. Only, she was 30 the rest of the flight. I took the pump off again while we landed.
I thought perhaps the chili was just slow to digest, or my calculations were off. We arrived in Toronto shortly after midnight, and headed for the lounge in Q to sleep. The girls got a couple hours sleep on a bench, and we got them up just before 6 for breakfast.
E was still a little high, 13, but we gave her a bolus and some fruit. We were careful, and bolused for her high GI fruit. It was an international flight, but security still didn't even blink at the diabetic supplies, juice box included. We were there for an hour, and finally boarded just before 9.
We taxied out, again, I removed her pump, again, and she grinned as we took off, again. And she was 6 with way too much on board when I put her pump back on. Again. This time I knew that her food would be digesting quickly. So I treated with less than she needed, and kept careful track after. But she was still above 20 for the rest of the flight.
After landing and getting to the condo, she was okay. With all the activity and sun, she was almost always low early afternoon, and then high in the evening and before bed. Of course, rating carbs on street food is always a guessing game, and she sat on the bus for an hour and then played all at random times. But the flight was the one we can't understand.
