I'm happy to say that before last night I can't remember the last low I had overnight. Lows are never fun but a middle of the night low is just bad. How do you go back to sleep when your blood sugar was just at 50. You have to fix the low but you don't want to have to much because you can spike to 300. That is exactly what happened last night.
Sharkie for the first time in a month or so woke up around 3am and was in need of food. Leanne as always woke up before me and was already preparing his bottle as I sat up and realized that I was low. I wondered over to my tester and wasn't surprised when I saw 52, I quickly poured a glass of apple juice and grabbed a fire one bar. As my dexcom showed 71 with an up arrow I took two units of insulin in hopes that it would stop my blood sugar from rising to 300.
I obviously failed, the low ruined my morning. Staying around 300 for a few hours stinks!! I feel like crap and am angry because I feel that the 300 could've been avoided. The tough part is not being able to tell anyone about it, co workers understand I'm high and not myself but don't understand the feeling. It is a diabetic thing, you can try to explain highs and lows but people will never know what it is like until they experience it first hand.
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