Now I can sleep.

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Blood sugar did lift.  Higher than intended, but still well below 200.  Not... bad.  It is 167, to be precise.  Not sure how it dipped earlier, but... okay.  If I get a dip like that again, I will only take six candies, of either sort.  Probably trying the different ones at different times, to see which is more efficacious.  I just... had to raise blood sugar before bedtime.  There is nothing more awful than barely being able to crawl, and nearly literally crawling down the steps to try to find sugar, or carbs, or... anything.  Not being able to think clearly, or function well.  Shaking so hard getting candy out of a package is complicated.

I think I have done that in the water before.  Went too deep, while not... paying as close of attention as I should have.  It's, also, a lot like shock... physical trauma shock.  I know that one exceedingly well.  Enough to remember the sensations.  Hmm, actually, I'll take some candies upstairs.  Keep them in my medical pack.  Try to forget they are there, but have a trigger memory, in case I need it.  Yes, that... works... sometimes.

Goodnight.  Oh, best get slow acting insulin taken.  Later.