Your Blood Sugar Reading is False! Here is Why
Yesterday, beneath the veil of certainty, I sought the truth within my own bloodstream. A simple test: my blood sugar reading was 6.1 or 110. It whispered of stability, yet something in the air felt unsettled. I tested again with the same meter, a mere minute later, and the mystery deepened with a different number. One of these readings was shadowed by error. Could it be possible that my truth was not the Truth? Your own blood sugar reading perhaps hides similar illusions, masked by a false cloak.
The Quest for Accuracy
Thus began my experiment—a quest to unmask the factors veiling the true state of my blood. No volunteers stepped forward to become the guinea pig in this sacred experiment. So, I became the offering, the vessel for knowledge. Washing my hands with reverence, with warm water blessed by soap, I pricked my finger to set a baseline. 6.6 mill or 119 mg per deciliter. A good, solid baseline, drawn forth from my index finger.
The Dance of the Fingers
Ah, but in this dance of digits, changing partners can alter the tune. A minute later, blood from my pinky sang a slightly higher note—6.7. Such variance, such minuscule differences, would unsettle only those unaware of the small worlds within us, each finger hinting at a unique truth.
The Whisper of the Lessened Drop
In defiance of abundance, I tempt fate with a smaller drop of blood, a choice born from the temptation of less pain and greater ease. And lo, the number fell—a softer reading of 6.3. A reminder: for the clearest reflection, let the strip drink deeply from the well of life.
The Depth and Breath of Being
Altering the depth of the prick—a shallow venture into the realm of less pain. Here, 6.7 reappears, echoing our beginning once more. A testament to the wisdom of shallow depths, lest the quest inflict unnecessary pain upon the seeker.
The Tale of Two Meters
Then, a different instrument enters the stage—the backup meter, the one touch var, holding its own truth at 6.0. We witness again that two seers seldom see the world exactly alike. Such is the dance of technology—two tools echoing the inherent duality of our perception.
Waters of Illusion
Water can be both healer and deceiver, diluting the essence of life. My hands, intentionally left wet, offered a reading lowered by deception—6.1. Ah, beware the allure of easy deceptions; true measures require clarity unmarred by the element’s touch.
The Fruits of the Vine
A higher reading awaits on hands graced by nature’s sweetness, orange juice whispered false promises—10. An exaggerated high, a warning of how contamination can cloud our judgment. A powerful reminder that clean hands uncover the truest path.
Lotions and Potions
I question potions of modern comfort, lotion gracing my skin, testing the touch for alteration. Yet, it remains steady at 6.9—grace has spared this reading from the ghost of inaccuracy. It’s a testament to paying attention to the elements of our craft.
The Icy Chill of Truth
Braving the icy embrace of water, I quest for the impact of chill. Icy fingers yield a 6.7, once again aligning with the foundational truth. To warm or chill—each environmental whisper carries its own weight of influence on the sacred reading.
A Dance of Many Paths
In this experiment spanning mere minutes, nine readings, each a tale of minor variances, stand in testimony to the profound intricacy of our bodies and the devices proclaiming to know them. The art lies in awareness—sharp as any lance we wield upon our fingertips. Always prepare the ritual: wash, dry, and ensure your instruments of truth speak clearly with unexpired strips and mindful practice.
Echoes of the Mystic’s Way
When in doubt, seek the wisdom of divine averages through multiple readings. Trust in the community’s shared experiences, for within them lies a wellspring of insight. The secret of mastering your blood is not just within your veins, but in the practices you engage with daily. This is your path to enlightenment, a quiet dance with the unseen forces that shape our lives.
And if you have journeyed this far with me, I bestow upon you a hidden truth—one that promises to lower your blood sugar like nothing else. My secret weapon awaits, shared only in whispers within the realm of video. Until we meet there, may your journey be enlightening and rich with discovery. Ciao.
