Insulin Junkie

I am addicted to insulin. It comes with the territory of being a diabetic. Sometimes I miscalculate whether or not the insulin in my pump will make it to the end of the day. Today was one of those days. I ran out right after lunch, which means the insulin did not cover my lunch. So by 330 I was dying to leave school to get some insulin. All I can think about is getting home to get the insulin coursing in my system so that I don't feel like my body is crashing into itself. So basically, I am like a meth-head looking for my next score. In other news... I promised fourth block a reward if they were good all week. They realized that tomorrow is April Fool's day. They don't quite believe me anymore. Registration is over. Thank God. After Spring Break, our lives will return to normal. Sort of. We now get to prepare for the end of the year. A fellow teacher brought me a homemade cinnamon muffin that was still warm the other morning. It made life worth it. Big Bang Theory was awesome tonight. Amy Farrah Fowler was drunk; off of one sip of coffee liqueur. She wanted to throw poo. My heart smiles.