I have a CGM in my brain

At 2 a.m. this morning, I awoke to the insistent beeping of Eric's CGM alarm. I scrambled out of bed and tested his blood sugar. It was 56. Got out the juice box and slipped the straw between his lips, and within a few minutes he had 15 carbs in him and was back asleep. In the meantime, bleary-eyed and half asleep myself, I watched the clock so that I could check his CGM graph in 15 minutes to see whether his BG was responding. Five minutes passed. Ten minutes passed. At fifteen minutes, I clicked on the back light and tried to scroll to the CGM graph.

But nothing happened.

I couldn't figure it out for a moment... Then I remembered: I'd removed the CGM transmitter from Eric and shut the sensor off two days earlier, because the sensor site had shown signs of infection. Yesterday, we'd gone to the quick-care clinic for antibiotics when it had become all too obvious that Eric had yet another case of cellulitis on his butt (third time in 6 months), probably from scratching the site. So that beeping I'd heard that had awakened me to go check on him, that wasn't the CGM. It was a combination of clairvoyance and paranoia, perhaps. But whatever it was... it worked last night!