My "Sweet" Dreams.

Last night, I was dreaming away the night, when somehow the subject matter of the dream went to chocolate milk.  It was everywhere. There was 5 gallons in my fridge. I was in Heaven.  I wanted just one glass REAL bad.  But I couldn't ever get a drink.

Then I woke up, to that familiar fuzzy brain and sweaty forehead and shakiness.

My meter read 64. 

Even in my glucose deprived brain cells state I saw a connection and a tender mercy,

My brain knew what I needed and told me in a dream!!!

Cool huh?  Kinda like the Pharaoh and his dreams about the famine? 

No? Okay probably not.

Still cool huh?

I ate a granola bar instead though cause we didn't have chocolate milk.

Blood Sugars back up, I went back to sleep.

Never to dream of sweet things for the rest of the night.

That is all.