Friday Night Lows

Last night was one of the worst BG nights I’ve had in a very long time. It seemed like every hour I was waking up with the awful feeling that my sugar was out of whack.

Every time I was correct. The glucose meter doesn’t lie. Then, I would spend up to 30 minutes attempting to get the sugar back to normal. And the cycle would repeat again in less than 2 hours.

Throughout each ordeal, my guardian was there with me. Hal The Cat wouldn’t leave my side and was loving me by rubbing against me as I struggled to recover. He has always been a talkative cat, and last night he kept talking to me, knowing I would respond and that would help me to recover more quickly by making me worry about things less.

Is there a person or pet that feels a need like this in your life??

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