I don’t know if this could be a song
but 55 was definately not a good thing this morning
My blood sugar, that is.
Jackie once again, woke me up out of a sound sleep at 9:00 this morning. She’s my alarm clock :] Hehe. Nineteen minutes later, she came back in the room to make sure I was up and had tested my blood sugar. Starring from the other side of the bed at my test, that was a definite no.
You’ve got to get up Mollie! It’s getting late!
Thinking this was early on a day we didn’t have classes, I reached as far as I could for my tester and dropped the poker on the floor in the attempt to hold the bottle of test strips, the meter itself, and the little grey poker set on the strongest poking ability. lol.
5 seconds later..I’m 55.
Jackie was standing right beside me and saw the number flash up.
She grabbed the bottle of Orange Juice, and automatically opened the cap, knowing that I never have enough strength to open the seal of those bottles when my blood sugar is low. :] She’s my guardian angel. Always watching out
No A1c Testing this week either.
My goal is to know before the semester ends. :]
