This weekend provided me with a close call. I knew that I had to re-order my insulin soon, but it was a little sooner than what I had expected. I normally re-order my insulin when I see that I have about 3 vials left. I thought that I had 4 vials of insulin, so I felt awesome that I was going to re-order it even sooner than I usually did. Well, I only had 1 vial left. There was 4 boxes in the bag still, however, I forgot that I took the vials out and didn’t throw the box out because I was too lazy. Last time that is going to happen.
I am not worried too much anymore because the last time that I checked online it said that it was going to be shipping tomorrow (Tuesday, August 2), and since it normally ships overnight I should have it before Thursday. I go through insulin fast, but not that fast. I use about 150 – 180 units of insulin a day so a vial is only about 4-7 days, depending on how much I eat. On Sunday I wasn’t exactly sure when it was going to ship, so I didn’t eat as much food for dinner and then I skipped out on dessert for Amanda’s brother birthday. It wasn’t because I can’t eat ice cream, it’s because I CHOSE not to eat ice cream.
You may be wondering why you haven’t seen me around on Twitter or blogging a lot often. I am going through some big time thought process over here. I can’t really talk about it too much on here for several reasons, but it would be a huge, as the Big Brother contestants always say, game changer. Stay tuned