Diabetes Blog Week is still going strong! Is it only day 3??!
Day 3 = Whether you or your loved one are newly diagnosed or have been dealing with diabetes for a while, you probably realize that things can (and will) go wrong. But sometimes the things that go wrong aren’t stressful – instead sometimes they are downright funny! Go ahead and share your Diabetes Blooper – your “I can’t believe I did that” moment – your big “D-oh” – and let’s all have a good laugh together!!
This particular topic got me thinking. A lot. And I was mainly coming up blank for something to write about! There are little things that happen diabetes related that you can chuckle about. Like poking your finger for a BG test and you get two spots of blood, one from an earlier test. Or going to test your BG on your iPhone instead of the actual glucose meter. But these aren’t really blog worthy. Or original. Then I googled the definition of blooper and came up with this: 1. An embarrassing error. That’s when a story came to mind. I already shared this story back when it happened so I apologize if you’ve heard it already.
I take the railroad to work every day. I’m usually one of the first few people at the spot where I wait for the train meaning that I’m closer to the platform edge. This particular morning, not quite 2 years ago, I reached for my Dexcom receiver from my bag to see what my BG was. And there it went. Onto the train tracks. I stared at it as if that was going to rewind time and bring it back. And then I started freaking out. I wasn’t exactly sure what to do so I called Joe at home (he leaves for work later than I do) to tell him I was still at the train station and why. Based on his suggestion, I went back to the ticket office to tell the employee I had dropped something very valuable on the tracks. The poor guy didn’t really seem to know what to do. He called his manager and was waiting for a call back. In the meantime, he thought maybe he could scoop it up with a broom and dust pan so went to get that from wherever it is they keep it. While I waited, a second phone call to Joe resulted in him informing me that he was at the train station and had retrieved my Dexcom receiver for me! Phew!!!! I was so relieved that I had it back and wasn’t going to have to get a new one. And so thankful that he did that for me. This was a bit embarrassing and probably could never happen again even if I tried. And let me tell you that I have never, ever reached for my Dexcom receiver on the train platform since that day!