Low blood glucose alarm sounded at midnight, 0036, to be precise: slugged a glucose shot and went back to sleep. Probably overshot the corrective on last evening's Reuben which is, remarkably, perhaps, my favorite sandwich given that I abhor coleslaw; addition of mushrooms to said Reuben being a delectable treat. Strange dreams afterwards (the CGM alarm, not the mushrooms), but that's usually how it goes. Fine this morning. This week's MacroParentheticals inbound; you can sign up here if so yadda yadda yadda yadda...; the day awaits.