Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Weird Diabetes Dreams

I'm no stranger to having crazy dreams that tie in with diabetes, sometimes in wicked weird and scary ways.

A number of years ago, I recall dreaming that I was buried alive in a coffin and trying to escape when suddenly, a scary hybrid-freak spider appeared -- complete with infusion set spider legs!



(Thanks again to Chris Sparling, a brilliant writer who has provided a number of nightmares through the years...)

Anyhow, my most recent D-dream involved what seemed at first just an every-day happening gone awry.

No memory remains of what the entirety of the dream was about, or how I ended up in the particular moment that I did. But the brunt of what I'm writing about involved me standing in front of a bathroom mirror, probably in the evening post-dinner hours. Apparently, I had eaten a salad with spinach in it with my dinner.

And as sometimes happens, a tiny little piece of that spinach snuggled itself into my gumline in my front teeth.

No big deal, right?

Well, as I stood there brushing and flossing, the spinach didn't budge. Instead, it stayed securely where it was. I used my toothbrush to target that spot specifically, and the spinach instinctively acted like a turtle and hid itself further into my gum. Almost disappearing.

I decided to just slide it out with the tip of my finger, since there apparently weren't any toothpicks in this particular dream, and that worked...

But when I removed the piece it was no longer a piece of spinach -- it was a blood test strip!!!!


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YIKES!

And then, I noticed other "pieces of spinach" were lodged into the roof of my gum line.

And one by one, out came the test strips.

Then I woke up.

Shuddering, with the images fresh in my mind, I went about my morning routine a bit freaked out. And now, I can't do a BG check without getting a little unnerved.

What does it all mean?

Well, I'm no dream expert, but maybe it is related to the fact that I haven't been checking by fingerstick lately and my subconscious is trying to give me a nudge? Or, it happened to coincide with the early morning Dawn Phenom hours and my BG was starting to spike? Possibly, it was related to the fact that I've procrastinated on getting a couple tooth implants for extractions done close to a year ago...?

Who the heck knows.

Maybe it's time to motivate myself to do better on checking my BGs, even when wearing my CGM. And maybe I should also go see the dentist. 

Friday, January 20, 2017

Attention all Time Travelers in 2017



This is a cautionary note to anyone who happens to be time-traveling to, from or during 2017...


Sorry to say, Time Traveling Explorers, this is real. Yep, it's not a joke. 

Even though the Chicago Cubs seriously did win the 2016 World Series (not kidding), this too is also a part of our current reality.


While many joke about this being a plot from reality TV, and it's really not far off... this is not a scripted make-believe item. This is not #FakeNews (which is a thing all in itself at this period in time).

Beware.

For your own protection and sanity, it's probably best if you just avoid the years 2016-2020 and check back on the state of the world (assuming it's still around) after that.

Make sure to be careful, too -- wouldn't want you to land back here in an even more wicked-whacked future to find some crazy Back to the Future 2 alternative timeline where bullying billionaire Biff Tannen lives in a casino resort tower and is in charge despite being a womanizing, narcissistic, vulgar... (oh wait, never mind.)

😟😞 (((Sad, emotional computer icon known as an emoji...)))

Just be careful, people. Please consider undoing whatever you might have done in the past to screw up our present.

As always, go in peace and love.

And if you happen to go back to before 2016, please passs along a big THANK YOU to all of the presidents and let them know they're truly missed here in 2017.

(btw: Do you have any extra seats on your time traveling vehicle... could I buy you a beer and possibly persuade you to take me along?)