One of the joys of being a type 1 diabetic is the daily intimacy with needles. I draw some blood five times a day to check blood sugar levels and I inject insulin once a day. Today was a treat day, a visit to the Lab, more needles for the regular blood work for the endocrinologist.
Poor Rose wasn’t happy when the needle slipped mid-draw out of the first vein, and then she missed the second vein. Time to call in more experienced hands. Sue could draw blood out of a stone, and that she did.
Sometimes I feel like a pincushion.
Summer has begun and the ubiquitous mango trees are laden with fruit. That means bats. Fruit bats, also known as flying foxes. They love mangos. At dusk hundreds if not thousands of bats fly overhead to gorge on mangos. All night long they can be heard squabbling over the best fruit. They do takeout as well, and fly around holding on to a mango. There is no more pleasing sound than having a bat in flight drop his cargo on one’s iron roof in the middle of the night.
The above photo is of one of the dears. These days there are many good photo edit apps available for the iPad. As a result I do all my edits on the iPad. Get my sticky fingers all over it, so to speak. The featured bat is my photo transformed by a (free) app. I like it. Do you?