A couple of weeks ago, after a hockey game, Joe bought an apple strudel-y muffin from the rink snack bar. He was going to eat it on our 30 minute trip home.
'My number is 223...60 grams..I'm not going to correct, but will cover the muffin.'
A 5.5 unit bolus was then cranking into his subcutaneous tissue to cover this muffin ... which he hadn't yet tasted. I chimed in with a 'I sure hope you like it.'
'If I don't, I can either cancel the bolus and drink a juice ... or ... I'll just have to choke it down.'
A day-in-the-life of knowing you may have to 'choke in down'.