
What a way to start the day! As I was crabbing my way through to the kitchen from my bedroom, I reminded myself that I needed a new cartridge in my basal insulin pen. That's when I realised that I might have thrown the pen in the rubbish bin in an "senior" moment (they happen more often these days). I wasn't sure but kind of remembered throwing a pen of some sort out and it wasn't the Humalog one - that went out the day before. So before anything else I had to empty out the kitchen bin, hoping that it hadn't gone out in the previous bag and been picked up by the bin lorry at lunch time yesterday. Neil came to help and, with his sharper eyes, saw it. It was sticky with something that had been dropped in on top of it,

but it was there. So then, washing of the pen, discarding of the cartridge, wash the lid, wash the hands, put in the new cartridge, put on the new needle and I was ready to make a start to the day. Eyes were still not working, so it was difficult to see what I was doing, but I managed.
BG at that point was 8.6. Pain killers, insulin, coffee (I needed it by then) and it rose to 9.5. Just now - who knows?