BEEEEEEP!  BEEEEEP!  wails the Dexcom. Birdy, who is coloring at the kitchen table, yells back, “BEEEEEP! BEEEEEEP!  Mawm, your Dexcom is making the beep sound again,” and she absently points her red crayon towards the bottle of glucose tabs on the table nearby. For the most part, I can rely on the Dexcom to be accurate when it’s throwing out…

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