It's 10:30 p.m.
I'm in bed. In my night shirt.
I'm coughing, although I took (sugar-free) cough syrup.
I'm in bed.
I check my sugar.
76.
Crap. I can't go to bed this low.
But I'm already in bed.
I'm tired.
I'm coughing.
Must get up early to go to mass with No. 1.
Can't convince myself to go downstairs and drink a glass of milk.
Because I'm already in bed.
The floor is cold.
I'm coughing and tired.
The milk is downstairs.
My bed is warm.
The kitties are snuggly.
Now would be a nice time to see a trend line.
I took the sensor off five hours ago.
I'm. Already. In. Bed.
Waking in a cold sweat will not be fun.
The milk is downstairs.
My cough medicine isn't working.
Rain is soothing and wants me to go to sleep.
My bed is warm.
The floor is cold.


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I soooooo can relate to this... even without a cold or cough. I swear, it's like this: I drop, I shiver, the room is cold, I can't make myself get out of the covers to do anything. Eventually I fall back asleep shivering and wake up in the morning with a headache. Or if I can turn up the electric blanket enough, I'll start to sweat and then I'll wake up *high* instead...
oh i had one of those moments this morning too!! i was low but so warm and cuddled up in bed with the one i love to cuddle with but i reached over to grab my meter... 44. ugh. i force myself up.. 2 juice boxes later i can finally get back to the warm spot. so annoying.