No, nothing much has happened. I’ve suffered no major hypos, no major hypers, no problems with injections, no problems with blindness or creeping neuropathy leading to limbs rotting off and leaving me with only suppurating stumps.
In fact, the majority of my BG readings for the past few weeks have been in the mid single-digits despite doing a tonne of strenuous DIY, gardening, as well as dealing with all the general trials and tribulations of everyday life. I suspect that now that I’ve said this the “curse of the pancreas” will strike and I’ll have a fortnight of highs and lows, the graph of which will look like a cross section of an insane engineer’s frenzied roller-coaster.
That minor point aside, I’m therefore going to use this article to celebrate the dullness of just getting it right, something which a sizeable majority of us do every day. Go us!