The Brain Battle

     For most of you - when having a low blood sugar - how do you handle it?  Well, here I am - just about to go to beddy byes (am knackered - been fighting something this week - but BG's have been stable at least).  I test my BG like I always do before heading off to bed – incase I have to do a correction – but I knew something was up even before I did the vampire stab of the finger.  I'm low, 2.4 mmol/L (43 mg/dL for you Doris – see my brain is still functioning ).  This is low for me - and I don't experience hypos too often especially at this time of the night - but probably this is due to giving abit too much insulin for my espresso and cookie earlier on. 

     I would just love to nibble on one of the thirty-six Zero bars that I have picked up tonight for my niece and sis-in-law (just discovered she loves these slightly unhealthy chocolate bars - laden with saturated fats) - but I am resisting the urge to open up the box.  They live in the United States – where low and behold – they can’t get these chocolate bars – usually it’s the other way around – we can’t get it here in Canada!  I’ve discovered that even my cat Zorro likes them - as I caught him sitting on the box about 1/2 an hour ago.  NB: picture has been taken of him doing this - so guess what I'll be posting on my Facebook page later for you to see .

     Unfortunately, a Zero bar will do nothing for my low blood sugar - because of the fat content - it doesn't work fast enough like either a glass of OJ or Dex4 (http://www.dex4.com/) will do.  I am being good here - because if I wasn't writing this out to you - I would be prying the box open - for just one bar! 

     I am very lucky that I know when a BG is coming on.  Get kind of cold, brain starts to malfunction - though in this case - my brain is still functioning - so I'm not too low yet (yes I’ve been lower and still able to think).   The other thing that tells me something is up - and please don’t go – poor girl.  I had a mastectomy a few years ago – and now when I start to go low – the muscles surrounding the implant in my left breast tighten up – so in away – this is a good thing – but a bit of a weird feeling.  I feel like Daniel Day-Lewis from the movie My Left Foot. 

     Alright – joking aside - I’m off to test my blood – I need to get to bed – otherwise I’ll be useless at work tomorrow.