The Rest of the Day
You know those days where you have a million things planned and as soon as one thing doesn’t go right, it’s all harder to get done? That was last Thursday for me. I had a ton of things to get done for me and for work, and I just wanted to be mad. And perfect. So for the first time in a long time I watched what I was eating RELIGIOUSLY and bolused for EVERYTHING (+some). And what does that equal? A low Briley. Not a serious low. But low. Run out of juice low. And you know what happens when a chronically low Briley spills her coffee? The coffee isn’t the only thing spilling! I was crying! Over spilt coffee. And it all came down to ONE NUMBER. Which in turn made me EVEN madder. The thing is 7.8 is NOT horrible. Especially after spending 6+ years above 8. Yes it is going in the wrong direction. But yes I also have a support system I didn’t have then. One number will not and has not defined me, and I will focus and pay attention and I will still live my life and love what I am doing. Hmph! *crosses arms and pouts to diabetes*
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Posts like yours always teach me so very much. I haven’t been at this that long and there are days that I just want to give up. But you and others have taught me that I’m not a failure, that it’s just one day and there’s always another day. Thanks for writing so I know I’m not so bad, just having ups and downs like everyone else.
On another note… Barbara D and I are hoping to meet for dinner one night this month, when it’s not snowing, sleeting, etc. Let me know when/if you’ll be up in NH, maybe the three of us could meet!