This is how my day went: I wake up and head to the bathroom. Felt like my nose started to run, turns out it was blood. Bled for 20 full minutes during which I started to gag which made me puke which made me pee my pants. It was a full-on embarrassing pregnant gal morning that no one ever tells future moms could happen. Then I get to school and my kid is not on meds so I have to put up with him for 30 minutes before I tried to take him to the office. He ran off and I had to go get the gym teacher to go after him. Then, I test my blood sugar and it should have been fine because I had the same breakfast that has been trustworthy for over and week, but no, I am at 131. Then, I eat a fairly large lunch with 1 more carb than I normally do fully expecting my number to be high. I take it and I am at 58. Didn't feel bad, shaky, or hot like I normally do when my level is under 80. So frustrating! I am beginning to think my meter is possessed.

But Emeline just gave me a few good kicks and I feel better. THE END
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