Just had an email exchange with the endocrinologist resident @ WSU and she said in response to Eddie, Cabergoline and his sprreadsheet: "I’m sort of out of ideas, but to be honest, I am not at all bothered with the numbers and the fact that he is maintaining his weight makes me really happy. I agree with the insulin adjustments that have been made this month – it looks fine to me! I would honestly probably stay the course for now with what you are currently doing and I am ok with those insulin adjustments. I think getting a dental would be great and June isn’t too far off. I think you are doing really well! Kudos!!"
The mystery continues...
Actually, more to it than this. Eddie pulls the same stunt as he did last week. He's eating and I give the shot and then he's like, "Nope, no more..." So, I leave his food in front of him and go into the living room for 20 minutes. I come back, nothing. So I have to pull out the syringes and away we go, him hating me, but what can I do...Crack open a new tube of Mirtazapine and put a strip into his ear, him growling mainly because he's wrapped up like a burrito in a towel. So, I finish and off he goes back to his bed. I put his food nearby and guess what he's doing now? I can hear him snacking away.
I am tired.
I go back an hour later and he's decided not to eat any more.
