I was going to post about how I’ve been doing alright lately.
I was going to post about how for the most part, Dexcom has been giving me straight lines. How for the most part, food isn’t making a less than welcome hill on the graph. How I know this isn’t just a sensor issues, because I’ve been confirming with finger pricks. How my averages for the past 7 days linger somewhere around 130. How it’s weird, because I’m not doing anything that different and somehow my numbers have seemed to settle down. And then I woke up this morning. I woke up this morning to a number. And that number was 281.
281, REALLY? I was 154 when I went to bed and I corrected.
Switch hands, finger wiped down with an alcohol pad, prick and re test.
And Dexcom? Dexcom had been riding at 197 for a few hours, just 3 points below my high alarm. Had it been closer to my actual blood sugar, I might actually know when I spiked and I might have been able to correct earlier.
*sigh* Alright then. Diabetes, you confuse me.