Belly Lancing? No, that's not a typo.
I sat down to go through the whole d-routine before dinner. I mindlessly got out all the various d-paraphernalia, while chatting with the hubby. Next thing I know, I'm squeezing some of the belly fat with one hand, and getting ready to attack it with my meter lancet in the other!
Oops! Wrong sharp object!
Just in time I realized what I was about to do. After a couple laughs, I got back on track. Poked the finger, stabbed the belly with insulin, and all was well.
The post title was just too good to pass up.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
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Whoa! Belly lancing! Never done that. My fingers looks like swiss cheese.
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