It’s a numbers game

It’s a numbers game

Got out of bed jabbed my finger,
no time lost, best not to linger
Up flashed the number 5.4
I’m glad it is not any more


I’m happy with that It must be said.
Jumping in the shower then making the bed
Making my brekkie ‘Weatabix’ and butter
I hate um soggy. Now to clear up the clutter

Coffees made with oodles of cream
Half a spoonful of Xylitol… It tastes a dream
Computer on, post my morning BG levels
Some are not happy, keeping it low is a devil


Next thing I know, I’ve missed my lunch
With my levels at 3.5 I must have a munch
Where has the time gone? The forum is calling
I’m feeling Ok, but my BG is falling


I have had my lunch, A nice tuna bap
Now I think I will have myself a nice little nap
Two hours have passed, what’s my BG now?
Did I have enough to eat, have I have enough chow?


My levels up now 7.1 and I’m doing fine
Now where is my mug? Its coffee time
Next do the hovering, then dust the hall
It’s time to think about dinner, before my levels fall


Up and down constantly they change
Sometimes there up then they crash down again
What we all eat determines our goal
Eating the wrong stuff makes us all look a fool


Po