Borked cannula? Compromised insulin? Miscalculated food? Wonky meter result? CGM on the fritz?
My blood sugars been absolute crap for the last 48 hours, with more yellow on my Dexcom graph (indicated blood sugars above my target range) than I’d care to admit. It makes me wonder if someone did a Folger’s switch with my insulin and a bottle of saline. (“Let’s see if she notices.”)
Sometimes the variables of diabetes feel like they’re in a big pile, waiting to be sorted through and I’m more inclined to throw the whole mess out the window.
Only in my mental pictures, I’m wearing pants.