Where is it?

 Ok, the truth of the matter is, I misplace things all the time.  I drive my husband crazy with the many times I say something like "where did I put my keys?" Or "where is the diaper bag, I need something from it."  There is no reason for it, I just get distracting by something like my kids being cute and forget where I put things, or my brain goes somewhere else. Or maybe, I really am not that organized at all and never will be. 

  It is one thing to misplace your keys, or even your wallet for some matter...But when it is your meter (in our house we actually call it "momma's medicine-"--for some reason when we call it medicine, my daughter understands that we don't play with it, and it is JUST FOR MOMMA), or any kind of thing that has to do with helping your diabetes, it is just a whole other level. 

 This isn't something that just happened today or yesterday, it happens EVERY SINGLE DAY. Sometimes, more than once a day.  The worst is when you are feeling sick (either knowing you are hi or low and just need to know exactly how much so you can fix it, and fix it NOW).  (ps...the picture of the meter cracks me up, (that is my actual meter btw) the counts are ALWAYS perfect, as if that's what a diabetic is EVERY TIME they test their blood ---I don't know about fellow diabetics, but when I test my blood, I am ALWAYS 102 (yeah right)).

 What is truly great is that I have a very patient fam who always helps me find it.  Even my little 3 year old knows how to look for "mom's  medicine in her black case."  Even the times (and I mean time(s) with a big fat S) when we have been out of our house and lost it.

 One time several years ago I was in Chicago and we went out to Giordanos.  Our group was walking all over town when I realized my meter was missing?  Our whole group split up and backtracked all over the city, and we luckily found it back at the restaurant ( I still feel bad for making our day end early for our little hunt to begin).

 Another favorite is when I was 14 years old and I was at Classic Roller Skating and Slides.  I hid my meter in my towel ( everyone lays their towels on the grass) .  I come to look for it (back then, I put everything in my meter, my money, my id's and EVERYTHING), and it is GONE. Now I know it was there. I tell a manager, and LONG STORY SHORT---someone had stolen it! 

 I actually laughed--and hard.  What a surprise they are about to get when they open it up and find medicine they can't use!  What a disappointment.  We actually ended up finding the thief, and he had it open and had a look of shock on his face.  So funny to me!

 I think it is funny that I am even posting about how upset I get about losing my meter cause years ago (child and teenage years) I would give anything to lose my meter.  I didn't care about testing my blood (it actually did take a lot longer and a much bigger process instead of just five seconds--in fact, when we first found a meter that did it in 30 seconds by just pricking your finger and putting it in, I thought I was in heaven).

 I have since learned the importance of testing your blood, and come to appreciate the leaps forward in technology with this.  It really does make life simpler.  I mean, nowadays, you can actually have your insulin just connected to you (my pump) instead of several injections ( I still have FUN times with that one every day---another post another day).  So I will leave this post on a positive note of gratitude for all those people in my life who have helped me look for me meter!  Some of you have devoted several hours of your life to this task and I appreciate it!