mikeyB
Well-Known Member
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 1
Good evening all 🙂
Bit late reporting this morning’s 5.4.
Got up in the middle of the night by my reckoning. At 7.30 ready for the plumber coming at 8.00. Still, the shower was repaired by 8.30, so after a double shot espresso, showered and dressed, and went down into the village with my Blackburn Rovers mask on.
First stop was The Wine Shop, where the kind folk let me go in a ahead of the queue in stead of wobbling on my crutches. Left with a bottle of Campari, a litre of Chase Marmalade Vodka, and I got them to select four big and bouncy reds for under a tenner. Then forgot I had to take my my mask off for facial recognition for Apple Pay to work. Oh well, what the hell. Got it working.
Next stop Spar, for spuds and some treats, then off to the chemist for my prescription, then popped into the local shop to pay for my newspaper delivery, then home.
I was knackered. I’m now typing this lying down after two Tramadol because everything ached. All because the offspring are all locked up because of Covid. It’s almost nine months since I last did that trip around the village, nine months for my legs to get worse. And now, as I’ve discovered, BG of 2.9. Ate JB’s and fell asleep forv2 hours.
Anybody would think I was old...
Bit late reporting this morning’s 5.4.
Got up in the middle of the night by my reckoning. At 7.30 ready for the plumber coming at 8.00. Still, the shower was repaired by 8.30, so after a double shot espresso, showered and dressed, and went down into the village with my Blackburn Rovers mask on.
First stop was The Wine Shop, where the kind folk let me go in a ahead of the queue in stead of wobbling on my crutches. Left with a bottle of Campari, a litre of Chase Marmalade Vodka, and I got them to select four big and bouncy reds for under a tenner. Then forgot I had to take my my mask off for facial recognition for Apple Pay to work. Oh well, what the hell. Got it working.
Next stop Spar, for spuds and some treats, then off to the chemist for my prescription, then popped into the local shop to pay for my newspaper delivery, then home.
I was knackered. I’m now typing this lying down after two Tramadol because everything ached. All because the offspring are all locked up because of Covid. It’s almost nine months since I last did that trip around the village, nine months for my legs to get worse. And now, as I’ve discovered, BG of 2.9. Ate JB’s and fell asleep forv2 hours.
Anybody would think I was old...