Typical conversation between my euglycemic, rational, brain and the hypoglycemic version:
Eu-Brain : Hey, Dex just beeped. Check it out.
Low-Brain: Nah. You have got to pee. NOW!
Eu-Brain: Okay, but remember, that’s one of your chief low BG symptoms.
Low-Brain: Don’t worry about it. Hey, you were supposed to start the laundry, remember? Why don’t you just sort the stuff out now?
Eu-Brain: I don’t think this is such a good idea...
LB: Relax. It will only take a few minutes.
EB: Yeah, but you were 64 with 2 units on board half an hour ago, and we treated with orange juice, which never sticks around....
LB: Oh, come on. All that insulin on board will be gone by now. You’re fine.
EB: Laundry sorting is done. Time to test.
LB: Wait, we’ve got online bills to pay. Check those out.
EB: No! Test. NOW. I’m waiting.
LB: Look! Shiny!
EB: 58. Told you. We need to treat that.
LB: That’s not so bad. Let’s grab the mail first and then get a snack.
EB: Grab a juice box off the counter and drink it.
LB: How about a nice glass of milk instead?
EB: I really think the juice will be faster...
LB: Yeah, but it burns off and you’re low again. Plus, you just had your first cavity in ten years. Milk would be better than juice.
EB: I suppose so.
LB: Mmm. Tasty. Know what would go really good with that?
EB: No, we are *not* going to overtreat!
LB: A cookie. Think how yummy it would be. Double Chocolate Newman-O. Your favorite.
EB: No, you don’t need that. Get away from the cupboard!
LB: You need six.
EB: Stop! You’ll regret this later! What the hell are you doing???
LB: Don’t listen to him. He was wrong about that orange juice, wasn’t he?
EB: That wasn’t me. And no more cookies! At least drink your milk, the cookies are too slow.
LB: Just shut up, why don’t you?
EB: We’re done eating. What was that, eight? Did you count? We’ll have to fix it later, for now just sit down and rest until Low-Brain nods off.
LB: Heck, we can fix it now. I bet eight units -
EB: Don’t you dare! Go sit down. Surf the web or something.
LB: We still have those online bills.
EB: We are not, repeat, not going near the bills now. Find something harmless to do or we’ll regret it later.
LB: Yawn! I suppose we can write a blog post...
EB: Good idea. If you ramble too much, at least Sprinkles will understand...