Walking around this morning while getting dressed for work Toohey flopped around on my left hip and Dex was flopping on the right.
 

The Mr. laughed. "You look like a gunslinger," he said.
 

Night one with Dex was good and bad. I clip Toohey to my underwear or pants when I sleep, but I left Dex on the nightstand last night. As I turned my back to the nightstand, though, I wondered if Dex would still be able to pick up the signal from my abdomen. Obviously it would, I thought as I drifted off, otherwise it wouldn't be an effective tool.
 

It wasn't long after I fell asleep that The Mr. brought No. 3 into bed with us. She was developing an upper respiratory infection. Yeah, yuck. I rocked her as The Mr. went after the nebulizer. "Let's see what Mommy's blood sugar is," I said as I reached for Dex. I was firstly upset with the highness, but secondly upset with the sporatic signal it seemed to be getting. Could the nebulizer be interfering with Dex's wireless signal? Was it really that my back was to the nightstand?
 

As I've mentioned a couple of times, I've been having a hard time with overnights. I ate dinner late last night because I was calibrating Dex, so I expected some highness to ensue. But when it beeped me awake at 3:30 a.m. with a 304 mg/dL I was a little shocked (hadn't expected to be *that* high) and a little grateful. I tested with my OneTouch UltraLink (why this machine I love so much doesn't have a backlight is beyond my comprehension!), which showed me at 275. I corrected and fell back to sleep thinking I'd finally wake up with a decent fasting.
 

Much to my chagrin, I rang in at 241 mg/dL at 5:45 a.m. And much of what I noticed between 9 p.m. and 6 a.m. was a lot of significant differences between my One Touch and Dex with the Dex varying between being 20-30 points higher or lower than the OneTouch. But by 7 a.m. I was 150 and even after a higher-carb-than-normal breakfast I spent the morning under 100 with Dex being pretty close to accurate.
 

In addition to notifying me of my overnight high, this morning it reminded me that I was close to low. Fairly soon after getting to work, calling the pediatrician and sifting through the stack of papers to proof, I checked my breakfast post-prandial. I wasn't low, but I was too low to make it through the rest of the morning without eating. But I got distracted.
 

The bzzzz brought me back to diabetes reality and reminded me to check my sugar again (I had dropped). I ate a banana left on my desk by our wellness team. Without Dex I surely would have gone low and would have found myself scarfing down Skittles and feeling like crap.