I sit here, frustrated, angry, and feeling like a fool. I’m learning how to deal with the snitch. I went to the kitchen, and had my normal morning coffee. The snitch started warning me. “Hey, your blood sugar is climbing.” I hadn’t taken my insulin yet, and hadn’t had my meds yet.
The only thing I’d consumed other than water, was the coffee. Crap. I have my coffee with instant creamer and 4 artificial sweeteners usually. I usually have 20-30 ounces of coffee in the morning. It keeps the brain functional.
The snitch hasn’t lied to me yet. And, it was the creamer in the coffee that set it off. Crap.
Changing my coffee order is like changing Popes. It just doesn’t happen very often. It’s not an easy thing to do. I…. whine.
So, in order for my brain to function. I need coffee. In order for the snitch to be happy, I need to get rid of creamer.
I’m going to go hide in a corner, behind the fridge and suck my thumb for awhile. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.
Hugs all, I’m going to be okay, eventually. Have a lovely day. -L
AnonymousKnitter 