It's the little things

M and I went out for date night last night to this quirky little place with really tasty really healthy food.  Once the server set my salad down, I eyed it quickly - mentally counting the carbs it contained - and excused myself to the restroom.  Upon opening the door, my eyes widened, and a smile lit up my face.

It's the little things, folks.  I'd become proficient at testing my sugar with little more than a toilet paper holder to balance my supplies.  But here, in the restroom of this quirky little place, was a richly stained wooden cabinet.  With marble finishing.  At waist height.  I set my purse down on the smooth finish, spread out my supplies, and tested my sugar, enjoying every second of this delightful gift.

A1C Me Go! (Part II)

Received fantastic news (and a high five) from my endo yesterday morning!  A1c of 5.9!!