"Just for the record," I said to The Mr. in bed last night, "apple juice after brushing your teeth is nasty."

He looked at me ready to laugh and then saw me drinking an apple juice juice box.

"Are you low?" he asked.

I nodded while sucking the last of the juice from the box. We were both exhausted and had decided to go to bed early. It was just barely 9:30 p.m. and we were settling in for a snuggle and some TV.

"It's the second time tonight," I said, referring to my after-dinner low of 52. At the time, I had chalked it up to miscalculating carbs at dinner and taking too much insulin. Although, I really thought I hadn't taken enough, especially after my second helping of cheesy potatoes. I was more shocked at the bedtime low, though, since I had treated the dinnertime low with a juice box and then had some ice cream, for which I was certain I hadn't taken enough insulin. (READ MORE)

It's safe to say that my blood sugar has been on a roller coaster lately. Actually, it's safer to say I've been at the diabetes theme park over the past, say, two months. Just when I think I have my high blood sugars figured out, I start getting in range again. Which is great, but equally frustrating.

The other day--right around the time I stopped taking Byetta and switched back to Novolog--I noticed myself getting snippy with my family for no reason. I checked the calendar for the day I had last started my period and then counted forward 33 days. Yep, I was just seven days away from that oh-so-happy time. This was also the day I noticed that I seemed to be running lower than I thought I should be. Frankly, I chalked it up to not using Byetta anymore and being able to accurately manage my carb intake with the Novolog. (READ MORE)