be glad we can’t talk in person yet

blah blah blah blah blah I started wearing a continuous glucose monitor (CGM) about a month ago, mostly because my health insurance started covering continuous glucose monitors this year. For a type 2 diabetic, it can be like taking a light saber to a knife fight. But “eat to your meter” is a big thing in the T2D world, and a CGM makes that much easier. Instead of having to find somewhere to wash my hands and accidentally dumping a bunch of test strips on the floor and hunting for a napkin when I fingerstick too hard and bleed all over the place, I just look at my phone because it talks to the Bluetooth sensor on my belly about once every five minutes, 24/7.

I also started taking one of the T2D medications for which you’ve seen some deeply annoying commercials. It’s currently going through the process of FDA approval as a weight loss drug. (All you need to do in order to understand that obesity is complex is to read about this drug’s mechanism of action, but of course it’s more fun to just keep judging!) In my case, it works very well for the approved usage, and I don’t know about the as-yet-to-be-approved one. You can decide for yourself when we meet again, if you care.

From all of this I’ve learned that I have hypoglycemia unawareness, which is not scary and very scary at the same time. I find out my blood sugar is dangerously low only because my phone starts freaking out, at a volume slightly lower than Amber Alerts. I’m never sweaty or hungry or dizzy, like most people get. Fortunately, it’s largely within my control to make sure hypo doesn’t happen — but it’s also a question of working out how to balance the various tools in my arsenal against the hyperglycemia, which I’m also not usually aware of until my phone tells me blah blah blah blah blah

So. Much. Bandwidth.