Smart, kind person suggest Bubs cured if get gastric bypass surgery. 85% of day spent visualize punch speaker face. Wish could force self focus on positive; instead eat vegan cowboy cookies, get all pent-up frustration, furious no time watch 2-hour Mad Men season premier (available in full, for free, AMC site)—-Sally Draper perfect expression troubled soul.
Meanwhile, Bigfoot try become proficient change infusion set solo–try get spouse stay in kitchen empty dishwasher. Line up all materials: tubing, cartridge, lobster claw thing, insulin, IV prep pad. Cue helpful video: Diabetic Danica show step-by-step how proceed. On other computer, Bubs watch Annoying Orange. Utterly absorb. It just Bigfoot, Danica, A. Orange, and Bubs’s motionless bum.
Spouse pop in, “Everything OK?” Yes! I have Diabetic Danica on. “Oh, OK. Good. Well, let me know if you need any help.” So eager help. Bubs’s bum still motionless. Everything set. Line up shooter. Ready. Aim. Fi–spouse back: “Should I flip those carrots in the oven?” Grrrr. Just let me concentrate! Too bad Bigfoot not ask for help–only load 39u in cartridge. That not enough. Have to change site again tomorrow. Also panic at end: find pump piece, no idea how use/where go. Relief: it misplaced Lego.
Bigfoot/Bigfoot spouse decide tonight stay up watch Mad Men premier. Even though need sleep, probably not able rest until see if Sally Draper OK.