So...yes I am pricking and sticking my finger religiously....and to think all my prick scars had disappeared and I no longer looked like a drug addict (not that they use finger tips). Saturday morning before the funeral I hit 215.....horrible! I would have liked to have had monitor Saturday night after the family dinner because I felt really light-headed...it had probably dropped below 70. It's all over the board. This morning I hit 185 (better) and finally at 10pm it dropped to 11.....we'll see if it hits 70 at 3pm.I really think it was doing this over Christmas because every morning I would get back in bed because I felt so cruddy.....ahh the joys-NOT!


You can see the wire closely in this shot.
And measuring my toy with a ruler...

In the bathroom...photographing my prize and sad it is gone.
Tiny battle wound.
The tape is removed....
Hanging on by a thread....
Last day.
Underside of the shell.
Last workday with the 
The 



...and look at it go.
The device is taped down with IV3000 tape.
After working out, the 






