Guilt and Resolutions...

Guilt is a good motivator sometimes...
I've felt guilty lately for not keeping up as good as I should on Nimbus' numbers. It's never been so bad that I've risked harming him because the meter does retain most of his numbers. But that's beside the point. I have no idea when that battery is going to go out and I lose all that information. But even more importantly, I need the chart to see trends too, as trends as much as the number itself tells me how much insulin I should give him. I wouldn't give him a full 3 units at 100 if I know he's going to probably drop 40 points at least over the next 12 hours, but if he's only dropping 10 or 20, the full dose is probably what he's going to get. It's a tricky thing, made even trickier by the sheer volumes of things that can make him shoot up or drop like a rocket and the fact that I can't for sure know how he's feeling. I only have what he presents (and we ALL know how good cats are at hiding illness) and what his numbers tell me. (Sheesh look at me, I'm even starting to talk a little like a vet! See what this cat's doing to me? LOL!) Oh, and never mind his propensity to change on a dime without any rhyme or reason. THAT is the nature of trying to treat Nimbus, and that's half the reason we're going into this new year so happy. He's healthy, relatively stable (though if he goes up much more he's getting a course of antibiotics as a precautionary measure - but I doubt we'll need it), and as far as we can tell, happy. That's all we could possibly ask for... Healthy, happy, and silly cats! So anyways, today I decided since it's still way early in the new year that it was a good time to do what I wish I'd done last year when this all started (but with as whacky as his numbers were then, it wasn't feasable): actually plot out his numbers so I can see exactly what he's doing. I have this separated by his am and pm readings as the two aren't as connected as you would think. Granted, if he gets more today than he got yesterday, that'll affect his morning test tomorrow, but what happens between the shots determines as much if not more where he's going and will likely go. It's a lot easier to start something when you're not behind by a mile before you even start!
I so wish I could get up out of bed without disturbing the twins right now... They're laying together, back to back, pressed up against each other keeping each other warm. Jadzia really does make Curzon look huge when he's laying right next to her, as he's a good head and neck longer than her unless she stretches out to match him! I also am noticing that Curzon seems to be losing a little of his brownness in his fur as he gets older. I guess my "boy" is getting a little "old" now lol. He's still vibrantly brown though, most of the lack of color is still where his fur is thinner from his matting issues months ago. But even in other areas, he's just slightly lighter colored. Haha that'd be funny if I ended up with two grey cats! Ok, maybe not so funny, because then I'd really have issues telling the boys apart! And something else about Curzon... You'd think with all the weight he's lost (and trust me he lost that belly he had somewhere along the line the last couple months), he'd be a wee skinnier everywhere. Well, nope. I'm starting to worry actually that he's going to outgrow his collar! I can still slip my fingers in there, but it's getting a wee snug! I hate to tell him, but they don't make cat collars any bigger, so if he grows out of it he's gonna have to settle for a woofie collar like Nimbus has... But the Nimbus collar isn't so much a woofie collar as it is more of a husky leather one, fit for hooking up to the leash and taking outside without worrying about the collar unsnapping (although that doesn't mean he can't get out of it - he just wiggles and backs up a little and poof his head is out of the collar lol). Curzon has gone through so many collars the last 3 years it's sad yet funny. We tried a breakaway similar to the one he has now: nope, he yanked it off and hid it so many times I gave up. Then we tried a wider buckle-type collar: nope, he'd soak it in the water so I'd have to take it off. Then I tried a shorter version of that one: nope, he figured out how to unbuckle it very quickly and make it vanish. So we settled on a red breakaway plain version of his sister's collar, right down to the bell: cha ching! We finally have success! Now when one of the twins gets out of the litterbox or just wakes up, they give it a shake to let us ALL know which one it is. And Nimbus, who doesn't even have a bell, has shown the twins he doesn't NEED a bell. He has figured out how to shake and make the buckle and the latch that the leash hooks onto connect and make its own noise!
So anyways, that's it for now... It's an hour before bedtime and there's a lot still to do. I hope everyone is doing well!