Like, so much. Blehhh.
Don't get me wrong - I like strawberries themselves, just not strawberry-flavored things!
So, of course, today my blood sugar starts to drop around 11:30. And the simulation I'm watching is still in full force. I reach into my bag for a glucose tablet but can't seem to find the pesky tube of chalky grapeness. I realize that the tube is where I left it - in the bottom of Zara's stroller - an artifact of the walk we took yesterday. Crappppp.
I frantically dig around in my [probably-too] giant mom bag for any source of glucose-raising sustenance. My hand grazes a plastic cylinder and I grab it with exuberance! But when I pull the heaven-sent food out to take a look I realize it's a container full of my daughter's strawberry cheerios. Oh noooooo.
Self preservation wins out and I choke down a few cheerios (STRAWBERRY, EWWWW), in order to level out the downward arrow on my CGM. I follow them up with a swig of water to wash the foul strawberry from my mouth! Being low sucks, but being low AND burdened with straberry cheerios is the worst!!