Daniel woke up with a low this morning at 6:30. I heard him puttering around downstairs in my sleep. By the time I got my eyes open & headed down, he was already back in bed! I checked his meter & saw the 57.
I woke him a couple of hours later because he had to get ready to go to work -- first day. He was a little high; he had a little too much sugar, but he had also eaten a clif bar & bolused, so he couldn't bolus again until 9:30, which was right when we had to leave. I told him I could throw together a ham & cheese omelet so he could have a non-bolus breakfast.
"Okay," he said, "but I'm not too hungry. Just 3 eggs, please."
I raised an eyebrow at him and asked how many eggs he would eat if he really was hungry?
"You don't want to know the answer to that," he said.
I may have to raise chickens pretty soon.
Oh -- the red neck? He had suntan lotion. Just chose not to use it.
ARGH!!!
3 comments:
We spend years slathering on sunscreen when our kids are young. They become teenagers and ignore it. Such fun!
Gotta love eggs! I don't have them too often, but they do help smooth out the blood sugars later on in the morning.
And "just 3" sounds about right, too!
I have to admit I'm sunscreen obsessed; I got majorly burned after I fell asleep on a dock on a beautiful sunny day after a late night after-high-school-graduation party and had to see the doctor for the blistering, get cortizone shots, etc. etc. I might as well have fallen asleep on a hot griddle. Don't want my kids to go through that.
And don't get me wrong -- I love eggs. But for me, 3 eggs = very hungry.
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