I've talked about it before... those little voices in your head that start to natter at you when something is up. When it comes to all things diabetes, I've named those voices Lenny and Harold.
Last night Lenny and Harold decided to wake me up about 12:30 am; a mere 45 minutes after I'd fallen asleep. I think Mattias had gotten in on the act by kicking my bladder. Lenny and Harold really, really wanted me to go check on Elise... even though I had been in there an hour before and Eileen (CGM) told me that Elise's BG was at 135 and heading up.
But Lenny and Harold threatened me with a duet of "Do You Think I'm Sexy" - the lounge version - so down the hall I went, only to find Eileen telling me that Elise was 112 with double arrows down. A quick finger check told me she was 93.
(double arrows down on Dexcom means that the person's BG is falling at a rate of 2 -3 every minute - meaning in a mere 10 minutes, Elise's BG could fall from 93 to 63).
Thankfully, I know that Eileen would have chimed in at some point and alerted me to the low, but it was nice to catch it before it happened. After 8g, Elise went back up and hovered around the 110 - 140 mark all night; waking up at 125.
Lenny. Harold. I don't know how you do it, but keep on doing what you're doing.
11 hours ago