When They Match.
My coworker has a special knack for matching. Her shoes match her shirt with precision. Her earrings and her bracelet have the exact same color purple in them. Her headbands even match her pants which match her socks which match her bag. In my mind, she has a whole frigging wing of her house dedicated solely to fashionable accessories.
Total matchy-matchy. I’m always impressed. I do not have a talent for this, and her outfits amaze me daily.
But there are moments when I have some matchy-matchy magic.
The Dexcom isn’t meant to replace blood sugar testing, and usually when it BEEEEEEEP!s, I confirm whatever it’s hollering about with a blood sugar test. I watch the line and see if I’m cruising upwards, falling slowly, or holding steady in a (hopefully) relatively flat line. BUT when the CGM and the meter are just a point or two away from one another, I can’t help but mentally high-five my technology.
I like when things work. And better, I like when I work – numbers like these make me break out my camera because I want to capture that moment of success.
Small victories: I haz them, too.