I woke up to Mister whining to go out. It was 7.15am. Can you believe it? I don’t.

Frances from the pump was supposed to call about 9pm last night to review my pump numbers. She didn’t call until about 11pm, right when I turned out the light to go to bed. We went though the numbers and she showed me how to do a "correction’ when my blood sugar is too high. It was. I forgot Cheryl set my goals from 100 – 150 and that a 250 blood sugar is now too high. I need to get used to this. That has been "normal" for me for since July.

It’s a good thing I’m used to getting up in the middle of the night, otherwise I’d be ill having to get up between 2am – 3am to check blood sugars and do corrections.

My blood sugar was a 148 this morning. Pretty good for me.

Austin called last night. First time I’ve heard from him in a couple of weeks. When he called the first time, I didn’t answer the phone; I just let it ring.

I knew he would call back later. I answered then.

It was a strained conversation, but what did he expect? Just that, according to him, therefore, he got what he expected.