3.1.

Last night, I was almost asleep, and then I had one of those 'You know, I really should check my blood sugar' moments. It was 11:40 and I WANTED TO SLEEP - but I thought I'd check, just to be safe. (Being low in the night and not waking up to treat it is a crippling fear of mine.)

So what did my blood sugar decide to be? 3.1. (56 mg/dl).

Fine, whatever. I choke down four glucose tabs. (Those things can be hard to eat. When your throat hurts and is parched, and they're powdery, and...ugh.)

10 minutes later I check again just to make sure it's gone up.

So? 3.1. Again.

Two more tabs. I don't care, I just want to sleep.

15 minutes later I check one more time.

3.1. This is ridiculous.

Four more tabs. I'll be high later. Who cares. I will do ANYTHING in order to sleep.

At this point, it's past midnight. Gr. So, FINALLY, after 10 glucose tabs, a -30% temp basal, and annoyance, I'm 4.4. Thank goodness.

I HATE nightime lows. Especially irrational ones that refuse to budge for some strange unfathomable reason.

Sometimes this condition is REALLY hard to deal with.