It has been well documented that I am not a morning person. Thankfully I have an understanding boss and she “covers” the morning shift and I am able to stay late for any after hours appointments.
I knew that getting up on time for my flight this morning was going to be a challenge. I started packing on Monday night and tried to go to bed early Tuesday night so that I would be ready. My alarm was set for 5:15 so that I could shower and pack my last minute items.
I woke up at 4:30 to the buzz of my DexCom. I looked over and the screen displayed LOW. I never actually tested – just went for the juice boxes – but I was probably around the 40 mg/dL. In my fuzzy low brain I thought about just getting up then, but decided that I could use the extra 45 minutes of sleep. That may have been a mistake.
I am pretty sure that my alarm went off at 5:15 and that I hit snooze, but I am not entirely sure even of that. The next thing I remember is looking at my cell phone to see that it said 6:09! I was planning to leave my apartment at 6:15!!!
I don’t think that I have ever showered and gotten ready so fast. Nor have i ever been so thankful to have laid out my clothes the night before! I was in the car by 6:34, drove 15 minutes to meet my ride (and pick up the boarding pass I left at work), and make the short trip to the airport.
I arrived a few minutes before 7. There was no line at the bag drop – so far so good! Security slowed me down a little bit but only because of the people in front of me, not actually my fault. As I stepped into the full body scanner, the TSA agent noticed my pump and alerted the viewer. The swiped my hands as I stepped out, and I was on my way.
7:08. 17 minutes to spare before boarding.
I never want to cut it that close again, but compared to all the tweets I saw from people headed to the same conference who were delayed and canceled in Chicago I am happy to be writing this on my second flight.
Now the baby behind me on the first flight and next to me on the second flight is an entirely different story 😉