From Low to Lucky (Charms)

I’m sitting in the living room, so excited that the heat in the living room feels like it’s finally working.  And then I can’t focus on the TV.  And then I can’t get out of the recliner without a ridiculous amount of effort.  Clearly the heat is not the kind coming from the radiator, but the kind that comes from a ridiculous low.  I get to my meter (which was downstairs with me – usually it’s not!) and I’m 38.  Fabulous  I have four juice boxes downstairs so I have all of them.  I make myself believe that that is all I need.  Hello, that’s three extra than I normally need.  But my head just keeps telling me “sugarrrrrrrrrr.”  I go into the kitchen to find anything sweet.  The only thing I find of mine is ice cream, which I’m pretty sure is the culprit of my low (seriously).  So I grab my roommate’s Lucky Charms and devour the biggest bowl of cereal I’ve ever had in my life.  It’s in this moment when I beat myself up for not having self control and wishing that I could keep sugary things without actually eating them.  I sat there finally convinced that I was not low anymore.  At which point I started to freeze because of how hot I was just a short while ago.