Glucometer stopped working today- completely stopped reading test strips. Thank god I was already in town cuz I just about ‘lost it’ sitting in the car (was trying to check before I drove home). Tears welled, fought them back. My regular pharmacy didn’t have it in stock so I headed to another to find one that would work with the new box of test strips I already had. Self-sabotage with chips during because I was afraid of crashing.
I’m at home, on my stationary bike now, feeling headachy and distant. Fucking sick of my life being dictated by a small electronic device. Feeling a little hopeless. Got a bunch of library books, hopefully that’ll swallow me up…