Today's prompt: write a poem where every line is a question.
Never-Ending
Why do the questions never seem to end?
Not only those others ask, but I ask myself?
Why is my blood sugar high
when I've eaten this same thing before?
Did I not bolus early enough?
Is my insulin to carb ratio off?
Were there more carbs than I thought?
Should I have done a combo bolus?
Should I do some basal testing?
Are there bubbles in my tubing?
Am I getting sick?
Is it that time of the month?
Will the questions ever end?
Your pattern has always ben NO pattern. You've learned to do so well w/that - as frustrating and exasperating as that is. You deal (most of the time) with faith & grace in a much better fashion than I ever would/could. Do not sell yourself short! You amaze me!
ReplyDeleteAll good questions!
ReplyDeleteI hate standing there, looking at the meter, and trying to figure out, "How'd that happen?"
Ditto. It is frustrating.
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