@truenorth, ironic, eh? That’s how I felt. Like, “C’mon guys, gimmie a break.” I don’t think they had a very good workplace culture. They weren’t very good people.
@Terry4, this happened again the other day…oddly, because its super unusual. Maybe this post just put it at the top of my mind. My pod ran out of insulin and all I had was MI. When I took a tiny basal dose at a restaurant, I saw the flash of something unusual in someones eyes nearby.
I asked if they were afraid of needles. They said, “No, its actually kinda the opposite.” (Implying they had been a drug user). I apologized and said I would be more subtle. They were like, “No worries, triggers are everywhere. Your a diabetic. You need to take your insulin. It doesn’t bother me.”
We spoke a little. I said that I had seen the best piece of art all week on the bus, where a young native woman had a tiny syringe tattooed under her eye, like a teardrop. It really got my attention because I’m diabetic, but I realized that it was a reference to the fact that she had lost someone important to injected drugs. It was like this:
I said it was interesting how a symbol could represent life and health to one person (diabetics) and death and illness to another (drug users). The other person said that they had to admit that their first instinct was that I was using drugs - that syringes were always immediately a symbol of illness to them and they had to stop and think about it the other way. Its interesting.
Years ago, somewhere, I heard/read that type 1 diabetics had a higher incidence of using syringe drugs. I’ve never known whether to believe that or not because I’m super needle shy as a result of diabetes, I think. But, that’s even more interesting…where a syringe could be the tool for survival and destruction, simultaneously.