BG, you are a bad friend.

Your blood sugar is not your friend. It's a frenemy. Sometimes it's there, behaving all nicely, it's got your back in tough situations. It'll let you eat pizza or pasta and say "hey, no problem. I've got it covered for ya." And it may do this for several days in a row, where you wonder if you are somehow partially cured or it may even make you think "Wow, I've GOT this. I UNDERSTAND how it all works now."

And then, out of the blue, it turns on you and becomes your worst enemy. You usually get no warning when this is about to happen. You want to say, "Blood sugar, we're doing the same thing today that we did yesterday. Nothing is different, so why the hundred point difference???" Like today, when I ate my normal breakfast. The same breakfast every day, at the same time. But this morning, my blood sugar laughed in my face and went over 220 after the normal bolus. You feel betrayed, but still, you go about your normal day.

And tonight, I did my normal night routine. Even had some time to relax and read. I decided to take my bath a little earlier, in hopes of hitting the hay a little earlier. I checked my bg and the meter read 91 and my CGM indicated it was hanging steady. Yay me! Finally, blood sugar, we are back to being friends. I knew you'd come back to me. **HUGGS** Then I settled into my semi-warm bath (I forgot I was running a hot load in the washer and used all the hot water up), about 8 minutes in or so, I noticed my vision was a little blurry. Well, that's never a good sign. My CGM was just out of reach, sitting on the bathroom counter. It hadn't alarmed, but I could tell upon standing up in the tub that my bg was up to no good. Sure enough, my CGM was reading 64 with down arrows. CRAP. I quickly got out of the tub, checked my bg on my meter, which showed I was actually at 54. OH BOY. I downed a juice box, then laid on my bed, waiting for the low bg body aches and dizziness to subside. I don't know about you, but when my bg goes low, my legs ache. They feel fatigued and strained, like I did 100 squats.

BG, why are you such a horrible friend? Why do you like to make me feel like I don't know what I'm doing? You don't just make me feel bad emotionally, you hurt me physically, too. And I don't like it when you make me feel like I'm never going to understand just how you work. I'm not a stupid person, BG, so quit making me feel that way.

Alas, my bg and I are going to go to bed now. I'm hoping it will go back to being my friend tomorrow.