Since braces have made Starbursts and full-sized glucose tabs impossible hypo treatments, I’ve started swiping sugar packets from cafes. I limit myself to five at a time, because in my imagination, five is the number I might add to a large tea or coffee, if I were the type.
As a tween, I’d cringe when my grandmother squirreled restaurant sugar packets away into her giant purse. Only now is it dawning on me that she may have done so for quasi-legit T1d reasons, and not for stereotypical giant beige purse/old Jewish lady/lived through the depression reasons.
Tealuxe’s elongated sugar packets fit perfectly in a Spibelt, tucked behind a Dexcom receiver. (((Swoon.)))