So this morning I am in my study checking my emails when I hear Chris talking in the nearby kitchen.
"So which of you is gonna be brave this morning?" he asks his upheld fingers as he searches for a digit that hasn't recently been jabbed for glucose testing..
They are all sore and he is running out of fingers... "Come on, Chaps! I want a volunteer!.... right then, You- step forward!"
I am giggling to myself because all my fingers are sore as well... but I stopped giggling when I heard him call out "12.9!" -that's a high number for a fasting test.
Going to the kitchen to write it down in our diabetes diary, I asked Chris to retest it... sometimes the monitor needs recalibrating.
I recalibrated it as Chris again studied his fingers. "I want another volunteer!.." I felt bad when the result was still 12.9! All for nothing too with no need for the last volunteer who didn't make it home.
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