Kurt Vonnegut once said
I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, ‘If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.
I love that quote. And last Saturday, when I magically had the day off work (anyone who works retail can feel me on this- a Saturday off is a unicorn of a day) I took my Lantus, and that is the only injection I took all day. And my blood sugar peaked at 150, and held steady at lower levels all day. It happens every once in a while, and every time, I think about this quote by good ole KV.
If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.
I know it won’t last. I know I’ll eat a bunch of carbs and my pancreas won’t have my back and my blood sugar will rise and I’ll have to take matters into my own hands with my own mind and my own insulin lispro injection, USP (rDNA origin).
But damn, it feels good when these rare blood sugar days happen. I had such a good day that day- I brunched with my roommate (crab cake eggs benedict and bacon and a bloody mary), we went to the SPCA (and I had to restrain myself from adopting a 10 year old fat, grey cat named Truman. TRUMAN), I biked in the sun, and read a book in the park, and ate blueberries with purple-stained fingers. And my blood sugar held, and I got to be a bit more carefree than usual.
It was nice.