I put sewing machine needles and craft related scalpel blades in mine...Morning Reindeer Makers, Bulb Planters, Kite Doctors, Fairy God Mothers, Rowers, Jewellers, Uncle Tom Cobbly and all,
My BG had a fun night. I slightly misjudged dinner so had to give myself a correction when I went to bed to bring myself down from 12. Then I woke 5 hours later with a BG of 2.8. Come on!
Noe today's diabetes task (in addition to finger pricking, carb counting and insulin dosing) is to get an appointment for my sharps bin to be collected.
Since pumping, I have been using 5 litre sharps bins (I didn't have any sharps bins before pumping but that's a different story). After about a year of having them collected every 2 or 3 months, I was concerned they were getting filled with plastic cannula inserters which can be recycled rather than sharp things. So, I decided to pull the sharp point out of the cannula inserter to reduce the sharps bin collection frequency and increase my recycling box levels. Eighteen months later and the first non-plastic filled sharps bin is nearly ready to collect. Unfortunately, in that time, the council has forgotten who I am and I have to go back to square one to register that I have diabetes, collect sharps, and want to get rid of them.
I don't think I'll bother telling them the bin also contains safety razors from my partner. I have no idea what he would do with them if I didn't have my yellow bins.
We can, he and our other boy cat Fidel love having their tummies stroked. They gently murder your arm while you’re doing it, it’s all a lovely game. They’re like big floppy kittens. Our newest addition, a little girl cat who looks like Hitler, isn’t quite so easy going, but she’s mellowed an awful lot in the six months she’s been living with us.Can you stroke his tummy Mel? He’s a rare cat if he allows that - claws in the Sharp’s bin?
They are just lovely Tony, cutest little Reindeers, well done
not sure were it was taken knikki just seen it and it just moved me, i thought it summed up rememberance day perfectly .by liverpool town hall they have every persons name in lights acrooss the floor went to see grandads name although wasnt in alphabetical order so stood round for about an hourMorning fellow disciples at the glorious temple of 'My Pancreas Just Can't Be Ar*ed'
Out last night with the gang, great night but totally misjudged the carbsso shoved some in last thing, which glad I did, woke up to a 14.8 :***: ~sigh~
Never mind.
So 20 units of Aspidistra then another 3 after breakfast, and now sat here at 7.5 and level, which is a surprise was expecting a downward trend, but no. Best keep an eye on it
@karen8967 That shot of the poppies was it in the Anglian Cathedral or a more local one? Still fab.
@Tony337 Cracking job on those reindeer.
Here’s my website galleryhttps://seirian.me/gallery/
Thank you and yes we all have a passion for something.
I've tried other log based things but nothing is as popular as the reindeer.
I'm a caretaker in a primary school and I get called "the reindeer man" this time of year and I love it.
I too love seeing what others make can you post some of your jewellery?
Thanks again
Tony
Does he live in all multiverses or just those with mice ??Just for the record. The big idiot himself. And yes, you can stroke the belleh of the beast. He’s like a big cuddly teddy bear.
He’s rubbish at hunting. He actually goes to the chip shop four doors away and comes home with a nice hot leg of breaded chicken. Whereas one of my other cats was once spotted climbing in through the window with a whole, feathered, very alive chicken he’d pinched off a nearby allotment...Does he live in all multiverses or just those with mice ??
Well done @helensaramay, rock climber extraordinaire!! A small pair of pliers is a wonderful addition to one's kit for extracting the residual needle out of the used cannula inserter. Whenever someone criticises diabetics for using needles and how, with absolutely no proof, they say this adds to needles on the beach, i ask them what happens to razor blades!!Morning Reindeer Makers, Bulb Planters, Kite Doctors, Fairy God Mothers, Rowers, Jewellers, Uncle Tom Cobbly and all,
My BG had a fun night. I slightly misjudged dinner so had to give myself a correction when I went to bed to bring myself down from 12. Then I woke 5 hours later with a BG of 2.8. Come on!
Noe today's diabetes task (in addition to finger pricking, carb counting and insulin dosing) is to get an appointment for my sharps bin to be collected.
Since pumping, I have been using 5 litre sharps bins (I didn't have any sharps bins before pumping but that's a different story). After about a year of having them collected every 2 or 3 months, I was concerned they were getting filled with plastic cannula inserters which can be recycled rather than sharp things. So, I decided to pull the sharp point out of the cannula inserter to reduce the sharps bin collection frequency and increase my recycling box levels. Eighteen months later and the first non-plastic filled sharps bin is nearly ready to collect. Unfortunately, in that time, the council has forgotten who I am and I have to go back to square one to register that I have diabetes, collect sharps, and want to get rid of them.
I don't think I'll bother telling them the bin also contains safety razors from my partner. I have no idea what he would do with them if I didn't have my yellow bins.
So domestication has paid off well for him. And I hope the other has learned to tidy up after consuming the uncooked chicken!!He’s rubbish at hunting. He actually goes to the chip shop four doors away and comes home with a nice hot leg of breaded chicken. Whereas one of my other cats was once spotted climbing in through the window with a whole, feathered, very alive chicken he’d pinched off a nearby allotment...
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