Low Blood Sugar: Describing the Indescribable

I was settled contentedly on the carpet of my 12-year-old daughter’s room the other night in my fuzzy pink bathrobe, quizzing her for a big upcoming social studies exam, when it hit: that feeling.”I feel weird. I need to go… check… now!” I hea…

I was settled contentedly on the carpet of my 12-year-old daughter’s room the other night in my fuzzy pink bathrobe, quizzing her for a big upcoming social studies exam, when it hit: that feeling.”I feel weird. I need to go… check… now!” I hea…

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