Thursday, March 22, 2012

Diabetes safari

I was on the train this morning, blearily making my way into work. I snagged a seat and was about to doze off when...WHAT is that on that dude's belt?! I was instantly wide awake 'cause there's nothing I love more than seeing a fellow PWD in the wild.

I craned my head - super stealthily, of course - trying to get a bead on what could possibly be clipped to his belt. "Nope, not a Minimed. Nor an Animas. Maybe an older pump I don't know? Seems awful small to have any significant insulin reservoir...could it be his meter?! Does that even happen?!"

Alas, after 5 minutes of staring at this guy's hip to glimpse a brand-name, I realized it was a pedometer. Boo.

1 comment:

  1. Just came across your blog from sixuntilme. I, too, am a Type 1 constantly on safari. I love that someone else has admitted it too!