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.
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