Clingy Hypoglycemia.

The night before heading out to the Diabetes Sisters conference in Raleigh, NC (more on that tomorrow), I wanted to get to bed early and get a good night's sleep, since those have been hard to come by with travel, time changes, and my body's refusal to listen to my brain's good advice.Suitcase packed up, Birdzone tucked in and asleep, and teeth brushed, I was ready for bed at 11 pm.  Oh, hang on a second ... the Dexcom is blaring.  What's that, you say, oh technological safety net of mine?  78 mg/dL and TWO arrows down?  I popped three glucose tabs into my mouth from the jar on my bedside table, and wiped away the glucose dust from my Dexcom receiver (somehow convinced it would seep in).  Should be a quick fix, right?  But the low didn't stop there.  Over the course of three hours (that's 11 pm to 2 am), I nursed a low blood sugar that refused to give up.  I housed eight glucose tabs, half of a banana, some peanut butter, and a liter of frustration before seeing a steady climb on my Dexcom that was mirrored by my meter.  It was a cruel tease, where the Dexcom would show a little bit of a climb (Weee!! 62 mg/dL headed on up to 80?  I'll take it!) but then my blood sugar would tumble again and I'd test to see a 58 mg/dL.   It wasn't until just past 2 am that my blood sugar had been stable for more than a minute.  And despite all that food, my meter still didn't put me over 100 mg/dL until the morning (which started at ...
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