{"id":36769,"date":"2014-09-30T09:10:10","date_gmt":"2014-09-30T13:10:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/asweetlife.org\/?post_type=feature&p=36769"},"modified":"2016-01-11T04:33:59","modified_gmt":"2016-01-11T09:33:59","slug":"my-purse-has-diabetes-too","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/asweetlife.org\/?p=36769","title":{"rendered":"My Purse Has Diabetes, Too"},"content":{"rendered":"

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During my senior year in high school, I once made the tragic mistake of leaving my purse on my car while I drove out of the campus parking lot. Whoever found that purse and turned it into lost and found (thank you, former classmate!) uncovered a satchel filled with loose insulin syringes and half-full tubes of cake icing, my preferred low treatment at the time.<\/p>\n

I still think about it a lot: how strange the contents of a diabetic’s purse or bag might look to an onlooker who\u2019s not familiar with diabetes.<\/p>\n

From the moment we start managing diabetes, we\u2019re not just human pancreases \u2013 we\u2019re pack mules, too. The responsible diabetic always carries a form of fast-acting carbohydrate, a blood glucose meter (or two), at least a dozen test strips, a lancing device (complete with spare lancets, right?<\/em>), and some insulin.<\/p>\n

But that\u2019s never it. As anyone with an unnecessarily huge bag can attest, things just accumulate. Things like:<\/p>\n

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