(Don’t you hate it when you clickety-click around on your screen while creating a blog entry, your computer is slow, and you accidentally hit “publish” before actually creating the post? Yeah, I did that today.)
Last night, while heading out the door to go to dinner with my d-girl friends, my Dexcom starting blaring, and I (correctly) guessed it was the “blood sugar heading downwards” alarm. I didn’t even look at it. It was sooooo close to dinner. I knew better than to drive the 9 minutes to the restaurant without having something working to counteract a potential low, so I shoved a Pillsbury Ready-to-Bake! Pumpkin Cookie in my mouth, several grapes, and swigged some milk to wash it all down. I don’t ever drive with a low, and I was still feeling OK, so I felt plenty safe enough to get in the car.
“Please do not eat raw cookie dough.” Does anyone really pay attention to that warning??
On the way to the restaurant, I got stuck behind this old, beat up blue sedan, and could barely make out the back of the driver’s head through the dirty rear windshield. It appeared she had a head full of pigs in a blanket in her hair. Huh?
As the sedan turned and I managed to pass the car, I glanced over – just to make sure she wasn’t actually wearing those morsels of tastiness – and sure enough, it was a head full of hair curlers, NOT pigs in a blanket. This kind of “low hallucination” seems to happen to me a lot. If my blood sugar starts edging towards 70 or so, food-related connections start happening more and more frequently. Now, I was barely in the 70s at that moment, which isn’t terribly low for me, and consciously I *knew* that lady didn’t really have pigs in a blanket in her hair, but I did find it amusing that it was the first thing that popped into my head.
What is your funniest low hallucination? (and now I’m off to find me some pigs in a blanket for lunch….)