Lunch is served.
Don’t judge me – it was worth every microliter of insulin it took to balance one of those bad boys out.
And for what it’s worth, I think I did okay managing everything.
I’ve come to the conclusion that city-life is the ultimate basal insulin.
(Happy Birthday Dad!)
A Consequence of Hypoglycemia. 
Is that a pedometer?
I envy you. – but only to a degree A doughnut would literally have sent me to the emergency room.
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I love donut days that work out 🙂
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