One of the things that irks me most about being diabetic, and I admit it is probably rather petty, but nonetheless, here it is:
having just brushed my teeth prior to clambering into my bed (unequivocally the best bed in the world) and snuggling under the covers for a blissful 7 hours (not enough) in the arms of my literary crush, Morpheus (The Sandman, Neil Gaiman for the philistines amongst you!!), checking my blood sugars as all good diabetics should, and discovering I am BLOODY LOW!! and I have to bloody eat something high in bloody sugar to prevent a bloody nightime hypo.
Grrrrrrrrrrr.
Tiresomely, aggravatingly annoyingly irksome.
You make me laugh xxxx
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