Where the hell is my meter?
I definitely tested at the gym. I did my 33 minutes and checked before I went into the weight room – 107 mg/dl. Had a few quick swigs of juice, put my meter back in the locker, and went upstairs to do my resistance workout.
The rest of the afternoon was a bit of a whirlwind, but it involved a shower, sandwiches, folding the rest of the laundry before the cats slept on it and made it all furry, and driving up to a 
friend’s house for a Superbowl party.
Halfway there, Chris and I were yapping away to one another and I was absently riffling through my purse for the black zipper case where my meter lives. Hmmm … no where to be found. Cell phone, lip gloss, juice, glucose tabs, that dog-eared yellow notebook I always have on me, and what may have once been a granola bar, but no meter.
Aw shit. I must have left it at home. Now I have the next five hours to muddle through without testing.
No issues at the Superbowl party (aside from the fact that I don’t really care about football and almost cried at the GM commercial with the suicidal machine), but when we came home, no meter.
“Did you check all the places?” Chris asked.
“Yeah. I looked on the bedside table. On the bureau. On the bookcase. In the cupboard where the granola bars are. In the fridge. I checked the linen closet, too, and the bathroom.”
“I’m going to check outside in the car again.” But even after Chris traipsed around in the freezing cold in pursuit of my meter, it was still missing.
Armed with a back-up AccuChek meter, it wasn’t so much that I couldn’t check my blood sugar but more the fact that I felt like an irresponsible crumb. What the hell did I do with my meter? That thing is supposed to be within reach at all times, and I gone more than five hours without testing. All of a sudden I cared about the results saved on my meter (as if I were printing them out nightly and making charts to analyze my course, like a glucose-obsessed sea captain). And I was not happy about having no lancing device and being forced to manually prick my finger, which included me making horrible anticipatory faces, even though it didn’t hurt that much.
Overall, feeling like a crumb. I was Crumbs Morrone.
This morning’s mission: Call the gym and see if my little meter is there. If it is, rejoice. If it isn’t, call my doctor for a quick prescription for another OneTouch.
But the best commercial of last night was definitely the GM one. Hands down.
UPDATED 11:30 am: Yay! The Russian man who runs my gym just called and told me that my meter was found in the ladies' locker room and is safe and sound. I will recover it tonight, with glee. Argh ... the Glucose Sea Captain in me is now calmed. Full speed ahead!
Comments
I love my One Touch UltraSmart. I love it so much I have two - one for work and one for home because I was always leaving it one place or the other.
Super Bowl commercials - definitely had mixed feelings about the GM commercial. The heart commerical had me laughing - especially the new face of diabetes. I have to find a picture of her! My favorite was probably the Doritos contest winner.
Good luck locating the meter!
Posted by: Sara | February 5, 2007 09:41 AM
BTDT with the missing meter. Did it turn up at your gym?
Posted by: Lyrehca | February 5, 2007 10:06 AM
Waiting for a call back from the gym. I hope it's there! :)
Posted by: Kerri. | February 5, 2007 10:12 AM
LOL glucose-obsessed sea captain. I have a disorder that involves losing only the lancet device. Pricking my finger manually was so traumatic the first time that I now have four devices.. sheesh, I'm a wimp.
Good luck in your search!
Posted by: jill. | February 5, 2007 10:15 AM
I loved that commercial too! It was by far the best.
I almost cried, he looked so sad.
And, good luck finding your meter.
Posted by: Penny | February 5, 2007 10:19 AM
The strangest places I have found my meter include, the refrigerator, the restroom at Taco Bell (forgot it!), and in the trash. Thank goodness for those back up meters!
Posted by: Laura | February 5, 2007 10:27 AM
My bag was stolen which contained my meter, some glucose tabs and my cell phone was stolen back in November, and it was a total pain. It wasn't so much that any of that stuff was not replaceable but the fact that I had like 2 months worth of history on the meter, not to mention that besides my cell phone (which was used to make $232 worth of calls to Santo Domingo), all of that stuff was completely worthless to the theives, and probably ended up in a dumpster around the corner.
Posted by: Scott | February 5, 2007 10:36 AM
I LOVED that GM commercial. Though the beard comb-over commercial almost made me pee my pants. So funny.
I have lost my meter I don't know how many times. Enough so that Bob has threatened on several occasions to tape it or staple it to my forehead.
Hope it's at the gym....
Posted by: NicoleP | February 5, 2007 11:03 AM
Hopefully we will be rejoicing with you soon! If not, I have like 4 one touch meters at home. I will send you one if you need it.
GM commercial was sweet. I am not sure why but the Emerald Nuts one cracked me up even though their ads normally drive me insane.
Posted by: George | February 5, 2007 11:16 AM
hope you find it. i have 10 meters. i collect them. yes i know that's weird. i bought five and people gave me the others. i'm thinking of trying to track down old meters, unusual meters and just collect them.
ok, i'm crazy. hope it turns up.
Posted by: ashleigh | February 5, 2007 11:20 AM
That was the saddest commercial I've seen in ages....
I must have missed the comb over one, but I agree about the Emerald nuts one - that cracked me up.
I'm glad you found your meter.
Posted by: julia | February 5, 2007 01:20 PM
Yaaay glad you got your meter back!
Posted by: alison | February 5, 2007 03:42 PM
Arg! Ahoy there me meter!
Posted by: Scott Johnson | February 5, 2007 05:37 PM
I HATE when I forget Brendon's meter when we go somewhere. I feel naked without it.
Every time we go to an endo appt, we make up some excuse about why we need another meter...and we always get the One Touch for free.
I have them stashed at school, relatives homes, the van, my purse, two in the house.
Maybe at your next appt, ask for a One Touch. They should have extras laying around.
Posted by: Shannon | February 5, 2007 06:17 PM
You can probaby get a back up OneTouch by just calling them. If you use enough of there test strips they will send you another meter
Posted by: Randall | February 5, 2007 10:48 PM
i'm with shannon on this one - i always make up an excuse why i need another meter ... i have so many freaking meters every where that you could possibly imagine ...
but i'm so glad that you got yours back!
Posted by: bethany | February 6, 2007 02:17 AM
Kerri-
Glad you got your meter back! I forgot mine at a restaurant this past summer. After I got it back, I immediately wrote my name and cell # in the case with a silver sharpie.
You're going to love Spamalot!! I saw it a couple years ago when it was in previews, before it officially opened. Very funny.
I'm seeing The Drowsy Chaperone tonight and am excited about that. Two other shows I would recommend are Spring Awakening and Grey Gardens.
Maybe on one of your trips into the city we could grab a pre or post theatre bite, who knows!
Posted by: Cecily | February 6, 2007 09:29 AM
You want another extra? I believe I have a couple still in the box propping up a computer monitor somewhere. ;-)
Posted by: Paula | February 8, 2007 07:01 AM