Continuous glucose monitors are about to get more complicated

This is Optimizer, a weekly newsletter sent from Verge senior reviewer Victoria Song that dissects and discusses the latest gizmos and potions that swear they’re going to change your life. Opt in for Optimizer here. My mom was a dramatic woman prone to overreacting. When I was a snotty teen, I told her she needed to take several chill pills. Most of the time, I was right. Back in 2004, when she was swearing in Korean and hurtling down the highway in a Honda Odyssey that had no business going 20mph over the speed limit, swerving in and out of traffic as I vomited bile into a plastic baggie, I have to admit that she was right to rush me to the emergency room. After two days of nonstop vomiting, I thought I just had a gnarly stomach bug. Instead, I watched as doctors furrowed their brows as I failed to keep down tiny sips of water. They asked if I was diabetic. My mom said no; I was just on a ridiculous low-carb diet. Dizzy and disoriented,…