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?

I hate lows during the night.