“Mama?  Ma.  Ma.  Ma.  Ma.  Dumbledore.  Ma.” Her voice comes over the monitor, stumbling me from sleep.   “BEEEEEEEEEP!!!”  The Dexcom wails at me from the bedside table.   “[insert the sound of my awful alarm clock noise, which is actually this song and makes my whole head spin with cat rage]”  “You people all want me awake right now, don’t you?”  I grumbled, reaching…

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