Wordless Wednesday: Flirting with danger

I believe I spent more time on Monday below the “low” line than above it.  Seriously, what the hell happened?

No, I wasn’t more active than usual; and no, this wasn’t a new infusion set/vial of insulin. Yes, the CGM matched the fingersticks.

And I can now say something I never thought I’d say: I am so freakin’ sick of Skittles — If I eat another Skittle before 2015 it will be too soon.