Hair accessories. I do not need them. I do not want them. I do not look cute in them. Wait. I don’t need them to look cute. Since I am always cute. Whatever. I am.
And yes. Even while having my hair done, I am working. I smelled the girl was running too high.
And not only was she high, she needed a correction.
Which means I was REALLY right. These are the alerts that are super helpful to the mom and the dad. And the girl. If I wasn’t there she would have been running too high before dinner. Instead, she was given a correction of insulin. Two hours later, just before dinner, she was 116. Perfect. I rock.