Metal or plastic?

After Friday’s emotional meltdown, I had vowed to keep myself under better control going forward.  My wife had made Saturday dinner plans with friends – they were preparing a Mexican Cinco de Mayo feast, so I knew it wouldn’t be easy.  But unlike so many people who halfheartedly try to quit smoking or lose weight – starting tomorrow – I wasn’t going to take the easy way out.  My road to recovery started immediately.  I think I did OK.  Not wonderful, but all things considered – OK.

So the last thing I needed this morning was to wake up before 6 am with a blood sugar over 300 and a NO DELIVERY alarm.