The first flight out was jumbly, with the plane riding into some kind of air pocket right after takeoff, eliciting audible screams from some of us. (No, not from me. Turns out that, if things get scary, I resort to frantically saying the F word under my breath whilst clutching the arm rest.) Once the plane hit some smooth air,…
[Disclosures? Yep. Please read them, as I have a relationship with Dexcom.] “MEEEH MEEEH MEEEH” (That’s how the urgent low alarm sounds to me on the Dexcom receiver and the Share alerts. “Meh meh meh,” as a way of poking me with an auditory stick. “Go get some glucose tabs, you jerk.”) When that alarm goes off, I don’t…
Disclosure Up Front (where it should be): I have a relationship with Dexcom that includes receiving my continuous glucose supplies at no cost. More details are outlined here on my disclosures page, but please know that the bias I’m bringing to this is pretty significant, not simply because of the working relationship with Dexcom but also the fact that this…