My husband has been T1 for about 35 years and we lived with it whilst our daughter ( only child) was young
He's gained a huge amount of weight lately and is now cutting back on his carbs and his insulin. in the hopes of getting nearer a normal weight and helping his damaged kidneys. It's going fairly well, but he's reluctant to test often enough and there have been a few hypos. Still we have bottles of Lucozade to hand. The only dietary advice Peter has ever been given in all those years, is to eat plenty of carbs.
Reducing the bolus insulin has been easy.The Basal has been the difficult one. He's now down to half what he was using, but he is still 17 stone.
One thing I did do years ago, was to teach Jo to get help if she ever needed to. It did happen once. and she got it right. She could dial 999 on the, then rare, touch tone phone, by the time she was 4. 999 operators are well trained and I had to believe in them. The time she was called on, she was nearly 5 and had walked into the village with Daddy, who hadn't had enough food and had had insulin and had a full-on fit in the supermarket. Jo told the Manager our phone number so he could call me and he's already called the ambulance. No-one however took any notice of the tiny girl who said "give Daddy some sugar." The ambulance stopped off to pick me up and I had some to give him. the ambulance men didn't tell the A&E staff what I'd done and they couldn't figure out how someone who'd had a hypoglycaemic fit had normal Blood sugar.