Fast Failure

When I left work last night, I had every intention of going home and beginning a 10 to 12 hour fast to prepare for blood work that I need to have done.  Well, unfortunately, the road to blood sugar hell was paved with those intentions, and I ended up battling lows early this morning, starting with a 65.

I tried a little bit of juice, figuring that would at least get the numbers to start rising. I checked my blood sugar again 20 minutes later, and I was only in the high 70’s.  The juice was obviously doing something, just not enough.  And it was 5:30 in the morning, I was really tired any way, and wanted to sleep.  So, I said to hell with the fasting and blood work, and fixed a peanut butter sandwich.  That more than did the trick.  Between the juice and the sandwich, I was up to 135 within an hour or so.  That was good enough for me.  At least it was safe for me to go to sleep.

I figure I’ll give it a day or so, and try the fasting thing again Tuesday night and have the blood work done Wednesday.  Thankfully, I have a couple of weeks until I see the doctor.  I just wanted to get the tests done early, so I wouldn’t have to worry about them.

Better luck next time, I guess.