It not enough say, “Hypoglycemia can suck it! We have Starbursts!” It necessary say, “Hello hypoglycemia, welcome to our gentlepersonly world. How may we serve you? Will you be needing some extra insulin after your sugary treat?”
Bigfoot 98% unaware why hypoglycemia so bad. Blithely think it, sure, brush with death but easy enough notice/fix. Have some vague inkling long-term bad effect hypoglycemia exist, but not know about this bullshit. (Hypoglycemic episode desensitize body, require more insulin over upcoming time period of unknown beginning/duration.)
Lately Bigfoot and Bigfoot Spouse get cocky with improvise dose. Since Bubs require much less insulin when swim, begin nuanced fudging other areas, think total pro move. Smug. For example: if Bubs low before dinner, treat low. Once over 80, allow eat dinner. Tabulate carbs, ratio, then perhaps subtract one unit insulin from total since so low at beginning of meal. Read little notebook at end of day, compliments galore: “Ohhhh, I see what you did here, with the 1:20 instead of the 1:15. Smooth. Nice one.” That not right. Very bad.
High low high low high low. Wonder what this feel like to person inside broken body? Bubs always say it feel fine. Maybe notice feel low, maybe not. When high, feel no difference. Bigfoot try make game during glucose meter count down, see if on subconscious level Bubs aware high/high-ish/low-ish/low:
BFOOT: What do you think it’s going to be?
BUBS: I don’t know
BFOOT: Well, how are you feeling? Want to make a bet? I bet it will be 97
BUBS: Eh. I don’t know
BFOOT: Want to make a guess?