This weekend had it all. I will list each separately and end with the good because, I would hate for you to leave on a bad note.
Saturday was one of my worst diabetes days ever. Looking at my log book my high for the day was 600 and my low was 61. Average was 324 and that is after 28 tests. It was the worst.
I woke up high which started it all. I bolus and moved on. Tested after breakfast, still high. Bolused. 30 minutes I checked just to be safe and I was higher still. Bolused again. I was far away from home and did not have a syringe on me so I ended up changing my set. At this point I tested about 8 times and my meter just said “hello”. I mean “HI”. Yeah, not good. Luckily it finally started to drop and I mean DROP! I could not eat enough glucose tabs. It was one of the worst D days I have had in a long time.
If you are following me on Twitter then you may have heard about this but on Friday morning my wife discovered that our bank account was empty. Now normally that is not a surprise but this was. Someone has copied my ATM card and withdrew all the cash in our account on Friday. I have been reading up about this crime and apparently it is becoming more and more common. Pay at the Pump card readers are typically the place your card number get stolen. I guess there is a card reader they can use to copy the strip on the back of your card and if they watch you enter your pin then they are good to go.
Anyway, after a police report and a whole lot of paperwork, the money will be back in our account soon and hopefully some A-hole will be in jail.
For all the crap that happens in the world there are some good things that make it all better.
On Saturday night I was surprised to see my sister and her fiancé hanging out at my pad when I got home. My soon to be brother in law Steve fixed my wife’s car while they were there on top of fixing my air conditioning last week! The dude has mad skills.
They were talking about weddings and asked me how many I have been in. I never really thought about this but I have been in 10 weddings! Steve asked me, “So would you mind being in one more?” I was shocked that Steve asked me to be his best man! I thought it was very cool since we are good friends and I am excited to have him as my third and final brother in law. BTW I lucked out that all my BIL’s are kick ass and I mean that sincerely. I don’t even think they read this.
Anyhow, I accepted since I love the guy. He has passed all the tests my father would have given him (like “Is Mickey Mouse a dog or a cat?”) had he still been here. I of course had to step in to make sure my sister wasn’t marrying a dill weed. She isn’t thank God.
So there it is. A weekend filled with ups and downs. It ended well and that is what matters!
Now I get to plan an awesome bachelor party! SWEET!