The Good, the Bad and the . . . Kinky??

The Good?  Well, that's easy.  The Good is a vacation trip to Cape May, NJ to celebrate our 6th wedding anniversary.  AND stopping along the way for lunch and a few hours walking around town with an awesome D-OC friend!!

Kelly and me in Ocean City!!

Don't let me forget to mention the Nutella crepe was shared for dessert.  That was beyond Good!

How about the Bad?  Well, as you can see in the picture above, the Bad is what happens to my hair when I walk around all day in temperatures that would have Beelzebub turning on the air conditioner.  My poor hair is flatter than the crepes we ate for lunch!

Want more of the Bad?  How about the drinks Pete and I ordered during Sunday lunch in Cape May?

My banana daiquiri and his Hurricane!

Seriously, drinking at lunch on Sunday?  Bad!  But the drinks were oh so Good.  And my blood sugars handled the afternoon drinking quite well with the help of a long stroll around town after lunch.

Unfortunately, those blood sugars got really Bad on our long long ride home from Cape May.  We stopped for lunch, where I bought a $7(!!!) tuna fish sandwich and then found my blood sugar was way too high to even think about eating.  Correction after correction did nothing to bring me down.  It was the worst feeling in the world to realize I was stuck on a 5 - 6 hour car trip with insulin that had gone bad from the heat.  I wasn't even able to eat a thing all day.

As it turns out, my insulin wasn't Bad.  Nope, the highs were actually Kinky.

A cannula should not resemble a backwards letter r!!

I know I haven't even been pumping for three years yet, but I've never seen a cannula kinked like this!  It caused quite a panic when I realized I had taken 12 units of insulin by injection - thinking that the insulin was barely working.  Of course, I didn't discover that my careful handling of the insulin bottles had actually protected them from the heat until after I had thrown them (both) away.  (One was brand new and one had only been opened during my site change that morning.)

So the moral of the story is - don't assume it's Bad . . . . because it might just be Kinky!!

Not enough Kinky in this post for you?  Well, okay.  Take a look at this blog (LINK IS NOT FAMILY FRIENDLY THOUGH!!!!) that someone (who I won't call out here) Tweeted a link to recently.  Then look at this smokestack we saw on our drive and tell me what you see . . .