Flying Blind

So the department I work in had a little get-together after work yesterday. Have a drink, socialize, etc. No big deal. I decided to go over, but purposely left my Contour meter (and the book I’m reading) behind at my desk. I was only going across the street… I could go back and get them after I was finished.

Well, you guessed it… I forgot and left it behind. By the time I realized I’d forgotten it, I was on the subway headed home. What’s worse is that it’s my only meter. No backup. After thinking for a minute about going back to get it, I decided to leave it behind. I would be flying blind all night and into the morning.

I thought, “Hey, no big deal– I did this all the time for the first 17-18 years of my diabetes. I mean, I went years without testing. I can handle this”. And I did.

But here’s the thing: I’ve gotten sooo used to testing 4-6 times every day that without the meter, I worried constantly. I don’t know if it was because I needed to know I was okay, or if it means that my meter has become my crutch.

At any rate, we were reunited this morning, and all is right again in the meter-reading world. Fasting BG: 106.
Note to self: Get a backup meter. now.

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