Drama

Swim yesterday. Before swim: 301. After 45 minute–>120.

Swim today. Before swim: 267. After 85 minute–>73.

Blood sugar control like driving on icy road, guard rail one side/other side cliff. Smash into guard rail too much: car not work right–lose features: windshield wiper, defrost, headlight, stereo, brake. Do everything avoid hit guard rail. But if go close cliff side: fall off/die. So not want drive close that edge.

How far take metaphor? Just want stay on road, not hit anything. Sometimes feel steering work OK. But road so icy! Maybe black ice. Also, driver feel kind of drunk. Maybe contact lens have tiny tear, vision not sharp, keep rubbing eye, wish see better. Squint. Sometimes skid, sometimes important bolt come loose, steering wheel pop right off. Just like chicken not chicken final episode M*A*S*H (actually a ____!), this case car not car ( ______! ).

Bigfoot sure every diabetes person think of this already, but maybe if just eat/swim; eat/swim; eat/swim…not need pancreas?

Tonight Bubs cough a little bit, not act sick, but Bigfoot keep feeling forehead. Maybe getting sick. Dream Nurse say Bubs mention throat hurt in school, also have high blood sugar all day. Have trouble fall asleep. Bigfoot not want get all Munchausen, but if Bubs sick tomorrow/not go school, maybe swim all day with short break for snack, see what happen? Unless too sick for swim.

In Sweden news, Bigfoot travel Stoughton, Massachusetts with famous librarian for Ikea fabric/tiny spoons/giant mixing bowl (not available.) This 40 minute drive, feel like other planet. Come home, bake odd-Swedish-shape vegan chocolate banana breads. 25 grams carbohydrate per 1/24th recipe.