Ugh. I’m pretty sure I’m coming down off of my hypo high. Ugh. I hate this part. Everything was so easy last week (except sleep). One day, one minute, one second at a time. Going to bed early and hoping to get more than four hours of sleep.

Tomorrow, I have a meeting with my boss to discuss a possible raise, which probably means a definite increase in responsibility. I don’t know if I can handle this. I saw my therapist today, and she is quitting her practice. Maybe I’ve said that. I feel allover the place tonight.