You can find test strips anywhere and everywhere.
I have found them in the stove and on the ground.
I have had people send me pictures of test strips in their coffee.
I have heard of people finding them in their refrigerators. They are amazing little creatures that many of us swear are actually alive with the ability to move. We put them in the garbage but somehow they escape!
When we live with diabetes all of the time, they are the bane of our existence. They are a trail of breadcrumbs that may lead us to a loved one.
When the person with diabetes moves away, they are little feathers that remind us of our loved one and become sweet reminders. ..Well for me anyway. I seriously can’t throw them out. There is one in my car. I had recently cleaned my car and rid myself of all test strips—and then my son came to visit. There is now a new strip in my car.
There are always strips left in his room.
I found one in our truck the other day. I am not sure how it got there since the truck had been thoroughly cleaned more than once since he last rode in it.
The coolest test strips are the random ones you find that don’t belong to your loved one but are just like his/her’s and you feel a kinship to the person who dropped it.
We love test strips for the information that they readily provide.
We hate test strips for the ability to move on their own.
We love test strips for the little piece of someone else that they leave behind each time we spy them.
Or maybe its just me 🙂
The other day I was sweeping the floors and made a discovery that shocked me. There had been one test strip laying on the floor outside of our downstairs bathroom. I have swept around it for weeks. My son left in January and diabetes trash
has served to be small reminders of him.
Yes, this shows a small bit of my psychosis. I am an empty-nester who still has issues. I read about it online
the other day. It basically said I was crazy and trash is trash but I am not alone in my insanity. I still have part of a cartridge sitting in my car because…well its something my youngest son used. Under normal circumstances, it would have long been thrown away and I would have yelled at him for leaving his junk in my car. He moved away and suddenly this stuff is a treasured possession. Yes, I definitely have issues.
I have not left his room as a shrine (another thing noted in this article on empty nest syndrome). He actually complained the last time he was here because the bed in his room now has a shiny duvet cover that he did not feel was manly. His brother’s bed covering is much more neutral. I talk to both of my sons on a regular basis. They are still a big part of my life but still I do smile now when I come across a test strip…until the other day. On that day I got a little creeped out!
As I have admitted, I will sweep around one test strip. I will leave a dead soldier on the floor of his room and smile as I walk by it to feed the fish. I am not a hoarder nor am I into dirt and garbage piling up. Subtle reminders in places that ideally only I see are fine but let’s not go overboard (see no white jackets required at the moment!). The other day, as I moved my Swifter throughout the small bit of floor space on our lower level, I was surprised to see that the one test strip that I had been watching now had a friend. There were two test strips that had somehow found their way out of a garbage can and onto our floor. This was not good. I put them in a spot together and knew that they would have to be returned to the trash that day.
I continued to clean and tidy but was again surprised to find test strip number three! Okay, I have admitted to not picking up ONE test strip but honestly I do not keep a bunch garbage around “just because” it reminds me of one child. There is a limit even for me so how did I end up with three used test strips on my downstairs floor? I have not had anyone in the house testing their blood in over six weeks. I honestly clean my house and my floors on a regular basis. There is no way for me to now have THREE test strips in one small area.
There was only one reasonable answer. Test strips, like dust bunnies really do reproduce! If only we could get the unused ones to do this, a lot of people would be able to test a lot more for a lot less money!
The test strips have all been moved to the garbage can. The question remains however…will they really stay there this time?