Today is a sad one for me. I feel like crying. I have felt foggy all day and I waited too late to eat my breakfast and so my blood sugar was low, and thus, I ate too many carbs for breakfast. I started feeling pretty bad... like I had a hangover. I checked my blood sugar and it was 174, two hours after eating breakfast. Now, I know that the American Diabetes Association wants post meals numbers to be 180 or below, but I feel better when I am at 160 or below. So even though I was a bit over my personal target number I was still in a safe range... so that wasn't why I felt like dog shit.

My daughter wanted to run to Wal-Mart to look for a blouse to wear to the St. Patrick's dance tonight so I went out. It was while I was sitting in the van in a fog, feeling bewildered that I thought it might be from some recently exposure. Once dd got in the van, she helped me figure out where all I had been. I honestly couldn't remember where I was yesterday and Monday. Which should have been my biggest tip-off. I couldn't remember anything. On Monday I had a team meeting with my son's case manager, PSR leader and their boss, about if my son would still be allowed to stay in the program that allowes him to live in his own apartment. The problem is that there is a mold problem in the building he lives in. I can smell it the second I walk in the door. They have air freshener plug-ins in each apartment (except my son's) and up an down the hallway, trying to cover up the smell. So for a person with MCS, it was pretty rough. I had to deal with the mold AND the air fresheners. I wore my face mask, but I think that it can only do so much. I sat in there about an hour and a half. Plus, I think that my car is leaking exhaust again...

All this to say, I at least know why I feel so bad. I don't know why I get so upset when I figure one of these things out... I just get so frustrated when I am reminded of my limitations.