We will see.

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I tried to get a nap going.  I got up, settle in, but it wasn't happening.  Too cold?  Well, and not tired.  So I got up, put on midweight thermal long underwear, warm socks and undersocks, and dressed for work otherwise.  I wasn't going to work for a few hours.  I did need rest, after all else.  So, computing, then possibly gaming, I thought.

Then it hit.  I was pretty sure it was, as impossibly as it was, blood sugar dropping.  A quick check showed blood sugar at 66.  I tried to snack my way out of it, but, again, no dice.  I started the grill, and... not fast enough.  Carb tabs, by the fistful.  No choice.  Food is being prepared, but it will take another twenty to thirty minutes.  Yeah...  Brutal.

I am not sure I will get to work today, for that.  I feel absolutely drained, sick, sweaty, mentally foggy, and else.  Perhaps food will help, in time.  I hadn't planned to get to work until around 16:00, and it is twenty shy of 15:00.  I might even be able to push it to 17:00, or 18:00.  Or... not.  I just don't know, at this point, when or if work is possible today.

I don't understand.  I was cautious with dosing.  Beside the sardines, I ate a serving or two of various nuts... each... pistachios and pumpkin seed.  I have had a fatted drink.  It was ~180 when I dosed.  There is no good reason for a ~114 point drop!  It just doesn't make sense.  No matter.  I have done well, as mentioned, even if the rest of the day is a flop.  If I can pull this out of the fire, and eat it yet, though, I will be quite happy.  Hmm, I should be able to get a shave in there somewhere, if nothing else.  Later.