I stare at my CGM watching the dotted line continue to fall and I wonder, what will it take to turn things around? In a rare moment of relaxation I suddenly thought that this CGM is like a weird metaphor for life. All of my attempts at control can only ensure so much, there's still a degree of variability that I can never fully account for. When I least expect it, something can go wrong. Sometimes without warning I can be interrupted by an alarm and must focus my attention on more pressing matters. I can look back on what transpired and try to learn from my mistakes. I can see plenty of positive and do my best to replicate what brought me that momentary sanity. There are times when it helps to have a short memory, often it is best to not dwell on the past. Other times I need to remember that I've been here before and have survived bumps in my journey before. This is a bit abstract for my liking, how about a change of pace.
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