In public your teenager announces they're high and you hand them a syringe.
Your 6-year-old is given many colors of modeling clay and told she can create anything she wants and she chooses to make a meter, lancet and cotton ball for her diabetic teddy bear.
Your laundry smells good because you accidently washed the glucose tabs again.
Your nine-year-old son pees on the toilet at 3 a.m., and you're not mad because now you can check his ketones without making him get up again!
You end up with a drop of blood on the antenna of your cell phone during a 1 am blood glucose check.
Doing math homework, in response to the question "Name three things that you use in your home to measure with and draw a picture of it," your 6-year-old son writes "syringe" and painstakingly draws a picture of it.
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