I knew you’d figure something out. It’s like the perfect storm of unfortunate circumstances, I’ve been there. I ran out of cartridges once and drove 2 hours to bar owned by the father of a Accu-chek rep, where she had left a box for me. I flew to San francisco and forgot my insulin and had to figure out a way to get walgreens to sell me some. after another trip where I forgot my insulin and got the concierge to find me a pharmacy that would sell me a bottle of humalog for $150, I asked my PCP to give me a undated scrip for it, which I keep in my wallet. honestly d is such a royal pita on a normal day, but this stuff just about breaks your spirit.
BIG HUGS!