12.9 this morning. Now I’m crying. So tired of fighting with my body. Diabetic clinic visit this week- What’ll they say? Work harder? Fuck. I’m eating really well (sometimes a couple of treats but overall really fucking healthy) and I’ve been exercising 4x/wk for the last 2 weeks.
Ok, so obviously now I see I should’ve done that correction last night (BG 14) but I didn’t want to deal with getting up in the middle of the night to potentially manage a low. I guess there wouldn’t have been one. Fuck. OK, gonna eat and then get on the bike.
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6.2 after bike and before drive to work. After that, the rest of the day was over 9 or 10… so tired of this.