Basil's phone chimed with an urgent alert from Niall's continuous glucose monitor. His heart sank as he saw the reading indicating high blood sugar levels. He knew that uncontrolled high blood sugar could lead to complications, and he immediately sprang into action.
Quietly, he slipped into the hotel room, not wanting to wake Niall abruptly. The dim light from the bedside lamp illuminated Niall's sleeping form, his chest rising and falling with each peaceful breath. Basil's mind was focused on helping his friend, and he approached the bed with gentle determination.
Carefully, he checked Niall's insulin pump settings and calculated the appropriate correction dose needed to bring his blood sugar back to a healthy range. Basil knew how important it was to manage diabetes vigilantly, even during sleep, to prevent any further complications.
With a soft touch, he adjusted the insulin pump and delivered the correction dose. He didn't want to disturb Niall's rest, but he also knew that taking immediate action was crucial.
As Basil sat by Niall's side, he thought about how far they had come since the beginning of the tour. The bond they shared, not only as bandmates but as friends who supported each other unconditionally, had grown stronger with each passing day.
After a few moments, Basil saw Niall stir slightly in his sleep. His eyelids fluttered open, and he looked up at Basil with a sleepy smile. "Hey, what are you doing here?" Niall mumbled, his voice still heavy with sleep.
Basil returned the smile, trying to put Niall at ease. "Just checking in on you, mate," he said softly. "I got an alert about your blood sugar, so I adjusted your pump a bit."
Niall nodded, his awareness gradually returning. "Thanks, Bas. But I'm fine," he replied, his fustration evident in his sleepy gaze, he just rolled over and fell back to sleep.
As Niall settled back into sleep, Basil kept a watchful eye on his continuous glucose monitor readings. He wanted to make sure that Niall's blood sugar stabilized and that he would wake up feeling better.
Half an hour later...
As Basil noticed that Niall's blood sugar had increased instead of coming down, he grew more concerned. He knew it was time to take more decisive action, and changing Niall's insulin pump site seemed like the best course of action.
Gently waking Niall up, Basil whispered, "Hey, Niall, I think we need to change your pump site. Your blood sugar is still high, and it's not coming down."
Niall stirred awake, feeling disoriented and groggy. He blinked a few times, trying to focus on Basil's words. "Huh? What's going on?" he asked, his voice laced with irritation.
"We need to change your insulin pump site, mate," Basil repeated, keeping his tone calm and soothing. "It seems like the current site might not be working properly."
Niall rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up, his confusion evident. "It's fine, I'll do it tomorrow," he mumbled, not fully grasping the situation.
Basil helped Niall sit up as he prepared the new insulin pump site. He knew that Niall was still half-asleep and might not fully comprehend what was happening, but it was essential to get his blood sugar under control.
As Basil went through the process of changing the pump site, Niall's irritability became more pronounced. He was still not fully awake and didn't quite understand why this sudden intervention was necessary.
"I'm fine, just leave me alone," Niall muttered, his tone defensive.
"I know you're tired, mate, but we need to get your blood sugar down," Basil gently insisted.
