
A New Day
Whenever I’m having an off day, it tends to read alllllll over my face. I don’t just mean just the “blahs” of not feeling good but the overall sugar spikes and roller coasters can be seen on my face. I swear people can see the track marks from the bus that just hit me. My one manager in particular is a champ at calling me out on it. I rarely ever tell anyone at work what my numbers are, or how my day is going diabetes wise because, well? Frankly it doesn’t matter. I’m there t