“are you sure you’re okay? You don’t look good, check your blood sugar”

Your boyfriend fretted. You were type 1 diabetic, you had been diagnosed sense you were a kid and had an amazing handle on it. But you had your casualties

You were dizzy and tired, common symptoms of low blood sugar, you had insisted to your boyfriend that you were fine but you clearly weren’t

you checked Dexcom and sure enough it red -3.4 and falling-

without missing a beat Alex had grabbed your glucose tablets.