I told Daughter I'd pick her up at 7:30 this morning. A little after 7:00 she called. The morning staff, who were due at 7:00 and were to pass medications, had not arrived. I told her they had plenty of time to get there before I picked her up, and it would be okay. She wondered what would happen if they didn't get there. I told her I'd give her meds if necessary.
When I arrived at 7:30, they had not arrived. The over night staff person was new and didn't know what to do. She called the manager to get permission to give me Daughter's meds. By that time, it was late enough that I just took her bin to give her her meds after we got to church. I drove through and picked up McDonald's for her, and was later getting to the church than I would have liked.
I'm glad I'd planned on feeding her breakfast and allowed time for that. Perhaps most disturbing, the other diabetic was eating breakfast when I arrived. Daughter told me that she always eats before they check her blood sugar and give her her insulin. Her blood sugars from yesterday were posted-- they ranged from 375 to 71. I don't think the plan is working. I do think I need to check out the new house.