It was not about the safest, smartest, most precise way to treat this low. This was all about what would be more fun to eat.
One of my greatest struggles is low blood sugars and the strong urges that come with them. The lows at night are the hardest. Low blood sugars are medical events that should be treated as such with medicine (glucose tabs, etc). Not Reese’s Puffs cereal.
But I can’t often separate the medical event I’m in from the primal urge to eat food. Especially when I’ve been avoiding treats and the like.
During this low I observed my brain evaluating options and settling stubbornly on which option would bring my taste buds the most pleasure. I felt powerless to assert my will on the situation.
Maybe that is because it’s 12:54 AM.
