Today was rough. Diabetes decided it had been a while since it had used me as a human punching bag. Two lows: one in the middle of the night/early morning that left me stumbling down the hall to the kitchen to get some juice; and a low after picking my daughter up from the baby-sitter. The bright side was a raspberry cheesecake shake for the afternoon low. It's been a long time since I have had two strikes in one day. This left me feeling like I'd had the energy beaten out of me. It makes me want to tell my pancreas where to stick it for quitting on me and going on a permanent sabbatical. Sigh....
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