But when you emerge back out into the sunshine, you are half a song ahead of the radio or suddenly it's switched from Livin' on a Prayer to Devo.
That's how my blood sugar was last night. Around 2am or so, my sensor lost track of my pump somewhere in the covers (the Minimed is very persnickety about anything being between the pump and the sensor, like Overly Attached Girlfriend). So at 6:30am, it just said LOST SENSOR on the screen. No worries. I went to bed with a blood sugar of 77. How bad could it be?
250, you say? Well, we are not men indeed; we are devo-raciously thirsty and annoyed. I think I ate too much watermelon before bed to fix a low blood sugar. But I just feel better when all my gadgets are on the same page.