Wordless late-Wednesday: Ironic

These two things arrived at my house today (no, not together).  I wonder which one I’ll dig into first.

A love-hate relationship

I should be excited to get this, but surprisingly, I’m not.

It might not be fair to say I hate diabetes, but I could comfortably say that I’ve got a strong dislike for it.  Yet, for some inexplicable reason, I tend to develop a strong bond with the stuff that diabetes has brought into my life.  (Of course, I’m referring to devices, not people.  For the most part, I like the people I’ve met because of D.)

For instance.  When my doctor switched me from Humalog to Novolog (for legitimate reasons), I instinctively wanted to resist the change.  I was comfortable using Lilly insulin, and felt guilty that I was betraying the company that kept me alive for so many years.