Frosting on the insulin pump. Irony? 

I don’t even know what to say to this. Other than I’m just glad the frosting wasn’t on me. That would have been just as ironic. Let’s put the frosting on the thing that can keep her blood sugar in range!  Argh! /home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/61f/62393483/files/2014/12/img_2633.jpgOh well. Better on the pump than in the mouth, right?  All that frosting would be hard to estimate the carbs. And then when that happens the girl always goes high or low. And then when that happens I gotta work really hard. And I would rather sleep.  

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So no worries girl. Smear some on the pajamas. The table. Your friend. Just kidding. Not really.  The mom wants some on her sweater too. She told me. 

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