"How much insulin do you have on board?"
"Well, my blood sugar was high, I took the correction plus some, maybe 4 units left on board?"
"Shouldn't you check?"
"I am tired..."
"Shouldn't you just check? Look at your pump."
"Okay, in a minute..."
"Do it now. Also, shouldn't you check your blood sugar?"
"I do feel sort of low... and I may have a lot of insulin on board.."
"Yes, you may go really low in the night?"
"What if you don't wake up from you low?"
"Do you have any rocket candies left? Did you eat them all?"
"I think I have some in my travel bag in the other room.."
"Shouldn't you go check? What will you eat if you are low and don't have any left?"
"Well, I could maybe have a glass of milk and.."
"That won't be enough."
"Go check your blood sugar..."
"I do feel pretty low..."
"You really should put your meter by your bed and find some rockets."
"I really should..."
This is an example of the inner voice that haunts me when I turn in for the night. The voice that is like a nagging mom that tries to convince myself I need help, sugar, a glass of water, anything to do with my diabetes, this voice nags me. I guess I am lucky to have this voice. It acts as a reminder to keep myself in check and not let sleepiness nor laziness take over. But, there are nights when this voice hardly mutes itself and keeps me worried or on the edge. Often when I am between sleep and wakefulness and need to take time to wake my body to take action. This is the conversation between diabetes and its owner.