It was a morning of trying to plow through,
taking notes for an article I'm working on, two deadlines looming on the calendar, and doing my best to stop the Graham Cassidy insanity from happening.
Focusing on getting shit accomplished.
And out of nowhere, I suddenly felt shaky and tingly all rolled into one.
I was sweaty and hungry and I didn't feel so steady on my feet.
Diabetes had snuck up on me like a bitch Ninja and I was dropping fast.
Status: Threat level Hot Mess, with a blood sugar of 49.
I grabbed a juice-box, sucked it down, and immediately sucked down a second.
10 minutes went by and I ate 7 Swedish fish from the movie size box in my computer bag.
The box of Swedish Fish I bought for 99 cents and on sale last week - and I don't even know why I'm mentioning that, but I am.
Sidebar: Swedish Fish are now much smaller than they used to be. WEIRD.
5 minutes earlier I was sitting at my computer and everything was fine.
Now? Not so much.
I did my best not to overeat - easier said then done.
I watched the clock and tried my best to wait before treating again.
20 minutes later my blood sugar was 95 and I let out a deep breath.
I fiddled with the InstaMessage App for a few, (see above pic,) and 15 minutes later I checked my blood sugar again.
I was 142.
A small correction bolus was given - what had gone dangerously low, was now on its way towards the cheap seats.
Current Status: Blood sugar is172 with 1 unit of IOB.
Pod PDM suggests I give myself a 0.30 correction.
For now I'm holding off.
Back to work - but a quick blog post because this is life with diabetes - and I continue to plow through.
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