My eyes snap open out of a deep sleep. My Dexcom is buzz, buzz, buzz, buzzing away. It rattles in the glass coaster on my nightstand, which thankfully makes it louder.
I know the instant my eyes open that I’m low. A quick finger stick confirms this.
A juice box and granola bar later, I’m on the way up. But I double check before going back to sleep.
Today, I am especially thankful for my cgm. Who knows if I would have woken up otherwise?