Gringotts

One last story from our Universal Studios vacation:

We arrived at Gringotts, the goblin-operated bank frequented by the characters in Harry Potter. We stored our belongings in the lockers provided. No bags were permitted on the ride. Before a similar ride that morning we'd stuffed our pockets with airheads candy before stashing the rest of the supplies in the locker. This time we forgot.

Ten minutes into what was reported to be a 35 minute line to board the ride, the Dexcom alarmed.

"70 with a down arrow," my daughter reported. I had one airhead left in my pocket from the morning, which I handed over.

Three minutes later, the Dexcom alarmed again.

"It's double down now and says I'm 55."

"Do you feel low?"

"Yeah- I can't wait here."

There was a staff member nearby.

"My daughter is having a medical issue," my husband explained." What's the best way to exit?"

"Just walk up this ramp and you'll get out."

"Is there any way we can skip some of the line when we come back- it'll be about 10 minutes we think."

"Yes- absolutely- just tell the person at the entrance that Maya said you can come in through the express pass entrance. It shouldn't be a problem."

"Awesome- thank you so much."

So we went out and emptied our locker. We sat on the ground near a statue of a goblin holding a stack of gold while my daughter checked with her glucometer (55) and drank a juice.

We waited there a few minutes, people-watching.

"You feeling a little better?"

"Yeah- I'm definitely coming up."

A recheck showed 68. She ate another airhead for good measure, and we stuffed our pockets full of them before getting another locker.

The staff member at the entrance allowed our reentry through the express line, and with an elapsed time of under 15 minutes, we were soon standing next to the people who had been ahead of us in line before we exited.

The ride was great.

It's November...Diabetes Awareness Month! My plan for this month involves stories. Simple, everyday, real-life stories about living with diabetes. I plan to tell them here as narratives, like this one, just snippets of a day with diabetes, and I plan to tell them, or stories like them, more often in the 'real world' this month when friends ask, 'How's it going,' or relatives ask what I've been up to.