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“Miss!  Your tail!” the lady behind me called out, touching my elbow.

I looked behind me and sure enough, my insulin pump tubing – my tail – had come loose from underneath my shirt and wrapped itself around the metal shelving at CVS.  I was two steps away from pulling out my site, three steps away from jacking up the shelf of Maybelline cosmetics.

“Thank you!”  I said, walking back quickly and disengaging my tubing from the shelf, not before knocking over a display of wide-eyed Beanie Boos.

Awkwardness.  Maybe she’s born with it.  Maybe it’s diabetes.

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