AWOL Caregiver

My anxiety level was up this morning, as the proverbial wrench got thrown into the schedule. K's caregiver didn't show up at 8, to take her to the 11am HBO treatment, and didn't answer her phone, so I called her company, and they were trying to find a replacement on short notice, as I bravely (foolishly? irresponsibly?) left shortly after 9am for my walk with our neighbor. The replacement showed up just in time, but K sent her home, having already rescheduled the 11am treatment to 1pm. We were halfway through our walk, when K texted me, and asked if I could hurry home, and take her to HBO, which I did. I had just gotten home after driving her up to Swedish and dropping her off, when she called to ask me to come get her, because her glucose level was off the chart, and they wouldn't take her today. So now we're back home, and struggling, agonizing about how much fast-acting insulin to give her, in how many shots, while trying to get the glucose meter to stop reading HIGH and give us a number instead, without driving her glucose dangerously low in the process. And so goes our crazy life.