A D-unfriendly Valentine

T1D can run, but it can't hide.

Yesterday was Valentine’s Day. The day when we tell each other how much we love them – with chocolate. Yes, the tradition in our society is that, the more we love our partners, the more sweet chocolate we give them (which, perhaps ironically, makes more of them to love! But I digress…).

Growing up, I can’t remember feeling deprived because I didn’t have Somebody to Love. All I could think of is that “It’s Valentine’s day, dammit, and I Want Candy!” (musical aside: if you click on any of the links in this paragraph, the former is much better than the latter). What’s a person with diabetes to do?  Or rather, what’s a PWD’s partner to do?