I had a small dinner last might (about one and a quarter slices of pizza). I fear I would have vomited had I tried eating any more of this pizza. I had some left over mashed potatoes before going to bed.
I did not wake up feeling hungry during the night. I woke up feeling just fine and wondered what surprise my blood sugar would give me. I got a shock as it was:
¡72!
Seventy fucking two! It has not been that low in a long time.
¡I hate fucking blood sugar!
I can't predict it, I can't fucking comprehend why it changes.
Oh, well, perhaps this will push off the needle...
I did not wake up feeling hungry during the night. I woke up feeling just fine and wondered what surprise my blood sugar would give me. I got a shock as it was:
¡72!
Seventy fucking two! It has not been that low in a long time.
¡I hate fucking blood sugar!
I can't predict it, I can't fucking comprehend why it changes.
Oh, well, perhaps this will push off the needle...
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