Yesterday's diabetes dramas were not mine. Or Young Vampire's.
But I am deeply smug about my calm solution to the problem (The other insulin-dependent student in the building did not have enough insulin to cover the pre-ordered lunchtime meal, no spare insulin pen in student's supplies, no spare insulin in the nurse's fridge which highlighted a whole different issue - every other insulin-dependent student has spare insulin there, as do I!) which was voiced before the frantic phone calls to parents. "Just don't have your ordered pudding," said me, followed by a bit of patient explaining of various basics to that student's panic-stricken support staff and tutor whilst we waited for the nurses to do their thing.)
20 minutes of faffing later, the "official" advice came through - "No pudding". Student smiled and said, "I knew you were right, why did we have to go through all that?" "Sometimes, we just do," said me, on my way to my own lunch.