|3 clocks at different times; I need to change my cartridge; I have only 9 units; this is a good picture.|
took my Synthroid; 125 mg to be exact.
I went to school, and before eating a highly nutritional meal of eggo cereal and apple juice,
I tested my blood.
I was 286 at 8:56;
I figured: It's just the occasional high, just eat breakfast and cover it.
I had 68 carbs.
I covered 12.25 units.
I then realized: my pump site leaked.
I told my teacher and went to the nurse.
I replaced my site,
and it bled.
I was forced to call my mother,
because APPARENTLY having a spot of blood on your front-upper thigh is unacceptable.
I replaced my stained grey pants with teal ones,
and covered 6.15 units to cover half of what I "gave."
I was hungry at 11:38, so I ate
a clif bar.
It was yummy, but I realized I should test my blood.
I was 434.
Apparently, I covered 6.15 units again.
It was lunch time, 1:32 PM;
I was 405.
I was going to go up to the nurse, but I didn't want to test for ketones, or change my site,
so I covered 30 carbs and my blood sugar before lunch.
I didn't realize until science that I needed to cover the rest of lunch,
so I did.
Did I mention that in the middle of math, my pump beeped because I had less than 30 units in it?
It was during a test.
I tested again at exactly 4:30 PM,
I was 81.
I ate some food and didn't cover it.
I was 108 1 hour and 59 minutes later.
I had PB & J at my friends house.
I forgot to test my blood.
I have a robotics competition tomorrow,
and that's it.
Apparently this blog is my silver award project.
There is also a tornado warning here.
I hope you enjoyed my poetry.