1. Listen this example shitty thing say diabetes mother—strike atrocious disharmony of dramatic over-reaction and not give props for heroic seriousness situation: He does? He’s diabetic? Oh my god. That must be so awful. It must be like…finding out he has a gluten allergy
2. When Bigfoot ask Animas rep if offer training for school nurse, this reply: I realize you must be incredibly nervous, trust me. I would be too…when my son went to pump therapy I INSISTED the trainer go to the school as I did not want to take that on. Bigfoot count to ten before reply. Still want scream I AM NOT NERVOUS! And if am nervous, how Animas determine this? Spying on Bigfoot, check out cuticles? Please not assume Bigfoot have bad quality before meet. Bigfoot cool, moves like Jagger
3. So far this day a no hitter. Highest: 172. Lowest: 87. Bedtime blood sugar imminent. Come on come on come on come on…
163!


YES!
Side note: My four year old sings “Moves Like Jagger” as “Moves Like Jackin”. WTF.