Dexcom – somedays I hate it, somedays I am so damn grateful.
Yesterday, I hated it. Last night, it’s my new best friend…
All day yesterday, it kept saying I was low, and I would test, and I wasn’t low.
So last night when it started its beep, beep, buzz, buzz, low, low, I kept hitting the snooze (clear) button because, I just knew I wasn’t low.
At 3am, I got up and tested, just so I could reset the number and tell it where to go. Didn’t work. I was 39. I don’t think so. Tested again and yup, low. Funnily (is that a word?) enough – no symptoms. No shakes, no nothing. Until I tested. Then it all started. Drank a juice box and waited, waited, waited. Up to 60 something but, not ready to go back to bed. Ate a candy bar – I know, not the right thing to do… But it worked and I was back in bed by 4am. Whoopee!
Slept until almost 7. I’m usually awake by 5:30 with no alarm clock. (Age, it happens…)
I woke up in the 90’s. Not so bad.
At lunch – no issues.
But – had two cookies and probably goofed on the bolus (one cookie had frosting). Was at 300+ by 3pm. Came home – and by 5pm, was back down to 40 something. This is ridiculous!
300 up and down in one 24 hour period. Stupid, annoying, and not a lot of fun.
Yup, charged it this morning before going to work in a fog…
I can’t believe I took a picture at 3am…