Disclaimer

Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.

Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.






Click Here for the old site, as backed up by Wayback Machine (I have gone with the 2007 version as it is the latest that is still before vodafone crunched a bunch of my files)

Tuesday, 2 July 2019

Never getting better ever

Friday and Saturday I slept.  Well over half of each day was spent sleeping.  I was just so tired that I couldn't keep my eyes open.

Because it is how my body works, Sunday and Monday nights were then spent significantly lying awake.

Last night (Monday night) I spent lying awake convincing myself that my diabetes had spiked to the point of being symptomatic  - I had to get up three times to pee.
This morning's pre-breakfast blood glucose test was at the lower end of where it would normally be expected to be, with a perfectly respectable 6.3mmolL-1.  No diabetes flare up for me.

I also planned out a super engaging and witty entry for this thing.  I remember thinking it was so good and being confident that I would remember it all to write in the morning.  I do not.
I am sure it would have been literature for the ages.
Posted by at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)