How Low Could I Go?

So today happened.

When I woke up and took my sugar, I was definitely lower than I was yesterday morning. It was okay, though; I’ve started to get adjusted to an 80s-ish blood sugar and frankly, it’s a damn good number for a diabetic to have first thing in the morning. When I took my post-breakfast sugar a couple of hours later, I was at 129 and the day seemed normal.

About an hour later, it hit me. I was walking back from the bathroom and every stray bit of light seemed to be stuck in my eyes. Spots were everywhere in my vision and I knew something was up. I checked my sugar, knowing that it was going to be a bit low. The machine counted down. 5… 4… 3… 2… 1…

What the hell is this?!? For as often as I have been checking my sugar over the past five weeks, this is the lowest that it has ever been. It’s no wonder my body was going crazy! I had a small snack and started to feel better, but then less than an hour later I started to feel shaky once again. Figuring I was slightly low again, and since it was just before lunch, I spent another strip to see where I was.

Apparently my body just hates me today. At least after lunch it was back to 116, but still, it’s a far cry from where I usually am after lunch (my average is 149). By dinner time, I was back down to 70 (almost 30 points below my average) but was right on my average after dinner.

I guess today my body just wanted to test me. Here’s to hoping that tomorrow my body can be just a tad bit more cooperative and not give me ridiculous low numbers just to screw with me.

Today’s Numbers