I woke up last night to my insulin set poking me. Yes, was disconnected, and too tired to care. I pulled it off, rolled over and let my pump deliver insulin where it wanted.
And isn’t Easter a bad day for most diabetics? Wish I could have stuck to hard boiled eggs, but wanted a rabbit and some jelly beans.
My blood sugar is slowly going down below 200.
Best news if that I actually got to eat lunch today, uninterrupted.
I have to test students on line for the next three days, but I don’t have to deal with our favorite student so I am getting a bit of a break.