Better take care.

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Hunger hit hard, fast.  The next blood test wasn't supposed to be for another almost hour.  If something doesn't feel right, and it didn't, then checking early is best.  Blood sugar had dropped seventy two points, down to 61.  Wow, a bit spooky.  I hadn't started breakfast but wanted something fast, so green olives and a few smaller pickles in the hopes of staving off a further drop.  Well, and hoping to energize enough to start breakfast more proper.

It seemed to have worked.  Bacon and eggs.  I still may need a nap.  I am not worried, with food in my system, or too worried.  Wow, what a drop.  Later.