After the heat in my car cranked up, and my digits were pink again, my blood sugar was 120. Weird.
Hurry, Spring!
Various and sundry thoughts on living with type 1 diabetes since 1983 from a thirtysomething wife, daughter, sister, aunt, friend, and lady-in-waiting to a certain feline. Proud member of the Society of the Nonworking Pancreas :-)
2 comments:
Whoa. I'll have to keep that in mind.
By the way thanks for the comment on my blog earlier, I definitely stirred the pot a bit with the OC moms...
Wow! I never thought that it could make that much of a difference!
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