A few days ago..
Pre-post note: We are currently besieged by mice. Traps are set in the basement and the main level of our home.
As Dave woke, I updated him on the night care provided.
Me: "I checked his BG...high 200s, ketones were OK...I've bolused twice over the last three hours."
Him: "What about the mice?"
|A sick Joe with Oscar. Miniature Schnauzers are supposed to be mousers!|
Him: "Did you check the mice?" (referring to our traps)
Me: "I'm the ketone checker; you're the mice checker."
Checking in on the day-in-the-life, but not on the mice. 😱