Bad cold + yesterday no school = Bigfoot never get dressed. Luxury of spouse home, turn off brain & rest. Most of day in bed, House of Cards.
This morning, everyone leave (school). Snuffly Bigfoot rise. Stare breakfast dishes. Start make post-Nemo grocery list. Gloves, boots, coats all over floor. Not sure where begin: clean? Shop? Eat? Walk dog? Brush hair? Every task too difficult—maybe back in bed, more House of Cards? Realize need change insulin cartridge today. Usually do this before dinner. Might as well fill cartridge now, allow time bubbles rise, ready for action 5PM.
Then see this
Then look again, closer
Call Bigfoot Spouse on school telephone because feel EMERGENCY juice skittering through veins.
School secretary so kind, “I’ll have to go find him, I think he has cafeteria duty.”
BIGFOOT: Thank you! I’ll wait!
While secretary find BSpouse, realize this not emergency. If emergency, would drive Bubs’s school, replace Humulin R w Humalog, consult spouse later. Only emergency is desire rip spouse new one. Yet self-awareness not induce magnanimity.
BSPOUSE: Hey babe, what’s up?
BF: Did you, you didn’t, did you, no, could you have, did you put this orange insulin in Bubs’s pump?
BSPOUSE: Shit
BF: You did? Do you remember when you did it?
BSP: When I changed the cartridge the day before yesterday. Shit. I’m sorry. I thought it was just some kind of new packaging
BF: Seriously? We also have Lantus. Would you have put Lantus in his pump?
BSP: No, but this one had the same name, and I didn’t want to wake you up to ask, you were so tired
BF: It’s not the same. It’s ORANGE. The one we use is BURGUNDY
BSP: But the name is the same: Humalog
BF: It’s not! Ours is HUMALOG and the one you used is HUMULIN. Gahd!
BSP: Well why do we even have it?
BF: So you just found any old thing that starts with H-U-M and injected it into your child! (Drama!)
BSP: What is it even for? The orange one?
BF: It’s from when we had Dr. Doughnut. She wanted us to have it on hand for some kind of emergency. I don’t know why I saved it***. I’m throwing it away. It’s all at room temperature now anyway, since the storm
BSP: Okay, babe
BF: You should feel worse!
BSP: I feel pretty bad
BF: You should be crying!
BSP: Okay

***That not true. Know why saved. Because film Life for a Child make throw away insulin feel criminal.
That why Bigfoot cleanse brain/heart/spirit this experience with donation children in need insulin, diabetes care via Spare a Rose, Save a Child campaign. Donation frankly small: $17. Took three seconds, paid with PayPal.
In terms public health, share money IDF much more helpful than hoard wrong kind of insulin.
Meanwhile, since 1PM yesterday, BG#s all in range, so Bigfoot not rush over school change cartridge. Maybe Humulin R not so bad.




