Gah!

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While I couldn't work today, I could have been to bed hours ago.  However, after supper, I forgot insulin.  It was a few hours late.  A bit of food and the shot... I am beginning to hate food... eat, cook, way behind on cleaning,  *h`tt`ng, rinse, and repeat.  Anyway, them's the rules.

I finally was able to do a read, half an hour shy of my preferred two hour wait.  Their rules, I simply try to abide since they provided my request and I agreed to hoops.  The final blood sugar was 120.  I will bet it was lower earlier, or would have been if I had taken insulin on time, and minus the extra food.  It isn't bad, but 95 would have been better.  I'm trying to decrease my moving average.

I'd better get trash to the curb.  No more out, but... well, it will do.  Then on to bed.  After stalling, sleep dragged out.  Bleh.  Late, again.  Good night.




Not... always as it appears.