Housten, Housten. Come in, Housten.
GottaproblemHousten. Do you copy?
Housten here. What’s the 411?
Glucometer reading a cranky 52 mg/dl. Advice?
15 carb glucose liquid, 2 tabs. Recheck in 15.
Copy that. That bag of Doritos and Cheez Whiz is lookin’ pretty fine, though.
Loud thump- muffled swearing.
Housten here. Listen, Heidi, this is your Endocrinologist. If you touch those chips, you’re a dead women when you get back to earth. Comprende?
With all respect, Doc, if I DON’T touch them I’ll be a dead diabetic. I got the shakes pretty bad.
Thanks, Housten. Awesome pep talk there. Good thing my buddies know how to give glucagon. Check back soon, over and out.
Some time later…
Housten to Flight 091981, over. How’s the bg holding up?
Flight 091981, repeat, not too bad. That is, after 20 minutes it was 117. Ate a 90 carb pizza and didn’t go up for 2.5 hours but besides that, at least its not low anymore.
Planet Target, Housten. My absolute favorite spot in the entire world.
Stay out of Target-that place is bad Karma.
I know, Housten. Over and Out.