So last night was a bit of a shi…sugar show. I fell asleep on the couch before heading to bed and awoke to a beeping Dexcom saying I was at 237. Tested in at 192. Corrected. No biggie.
Went to bed only to wake up this morning with fuzzy caps on my teeth, aching muscles, a headache that I usually keep in store for a hangover and a bladder dying to be relieved. I look at Roxy and I’m in the 300’s.
(picture was taken an hour or so after waking up)
I take out my pump only to find this!
Come on! Tubing literally pulled out of the cap while I was sleeping. And if it had a great ending to it like While You Were Sleeping, I would have been perfectly happy. But I’m not.
So my Halloween costume, at least this morning was a Sugary Slug.