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Blood sugar was 165 fasting yesterday morning, which was, as today, actually morning. Okay. I had a meal right away, but didn't dose. With my second meal, I went with a double dose of the stuff. The neighbor visited, thankfully. I got a shower in, then went to help him with the blade assembly on the lawn tractor. I started feeling really wonky.
Really bad weird, as if all hydraulics had been cut, even just standing was becoming... difficult. Thinking was becoming impossible. Was a shower enough to wipe me? Hmm... blood sugar? A quick test. Blood sugar had dropped to 51! I think it was still dropping!
A small bottle of carb pills was eaten. I couldn't stop. I went on into town with him. He had a collection of little lollipops, which he doesn't eat, in his dash vents. I asked, he allowed, so I Telly Savalas'ed four or five. As well, we went to a pizza joint. I NEEDED... things. Lots of bad stuff. Needed. Got.
I... the rest of yesterday was recovery. I lost taking pill meds, and much else. But that was far too close. I will be... a bit more cautious with dosing. I really could have died. Blood sugar is 187 fasting this morning. I am surprised it wasn't higher. I'll take it. Sometimes it takes several days to crest, so...
Oh, and besides meats, I bought beans and bread, plus burger. I have been jonesing for a skillet of that for a while. All I have been feasting on lately is hunger. Oh, and Cheddar on top. Sour cream would be good too. But... what I have will do. So very hungry. Don't get too close to my table. The air currents from my eating might well make you part of the meal.
