After yesterday’s outpouring of angst (among other things), it seems important to record that the last 18 hours have been better. I am getting good numbers, have heard no unusual noises from Charlotte, and haven’t seen my own blood since yesterday. Woo hoo.
I also think: hmm, that was bad, but I handled it, albeit in my fuddly INFP way. It appears that I can cope. Any day when that sentence holds true is a pretty good one in the twisted universe of diabetes.
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