I’m still Staying Away from Chocolate

I have determined that chocolate winds me up even if mild. I made the mistake of having chocolate night before last, at 9 p.m. because I was low, like 49 mg/dl. That low made sure to wipe me out the next day. When I stand up for myself around my family, I’m “rude,” well, hun, I’m going to do that anyway regardless of the risk you put me through to do so. I’m convinced nobody family reads this blog because I never get hits from Chile or Spain, as the truth is weirder than stuff you’ve been told. But anyway, I’m pretty much trying to keep myself stable. I got enough sleep last night, so I’m feeling better. I need to repair my energy field from “Yikes, there are so many psychics in one spot.”