Everyday is a numbers guessing game. I guess how many chips I am going to eat. I guess how many carbs are in that restaurant dish. I guess how many units of insulin I need for a cup of coffee or tea. Frankly, it sucks. Numbers aren't my strong point. Matter of fact, as I am typing this, my body is recovering from one of the top five blood sugar lows that I've had. But it was a great excuse to down a spoonful of Flo's frozen hot chocolate mix from Serendipity. Something I never get to eat on a normal day. And now, I know why. Bleck.
Now if you will excuse me, I need to get back to survival mode. And then go brush my teeth.