So there I sat, listening to a mixed CD and wondering when I could put my foot on the gas instead of the break. All of a sudden, I felt that old familiar feeling. You know the one, when there's a tingling in your stomach that moves through your body- sometimes slowly, other times at lightening speed. I was going low and grabbed my meter, tested and was 92.
Not really low, but I knew I was heading south as opposed to staying put - at least as far as my blood sugar was concerned. I had food in the car, and CVS Raspberry flavored glucotabs in my console. I made an executive decision and reached for my trusty roll of glucose tabs.
I quickly downed 4 and was contemplating popping another. I decided to go for it because I'd rather play it safe than be sorry. Plus, it was the last tab in the glucotube, so why not finish the whole thing?
So I shook the tube.... and nothing happened. I looked to make sure that there was indeed a glucotab at the bottom of the tube- and yes indeed there was.
So a shook it again, and nothing happened.
And then I "shook it like a Polaroid picture" and banged the tube on the side of my car door and I’m sure I looked like a crazy woman to the other drivers trapped in traffic.
And then I started laughing. The kind of laughing where it's deep from your gut and louder than the noise around you, deep belly laughs, that eventually lose their ability to make sound and leave your shaking and looking like some freak devil, mime incarnate.
And then I took a picture, so I could share it with all of you!