Speaking of angry mothers ...
I was hypoing the other night, #4 this year, and my wife was feeding my juice and glucose tabs. The conversation apparently went
DW: "John you need to test!"
John: "hand me my cell phone."
DW: "John you need to test!"
John: "hand me my cell phone."
DW: hands John the meter "here John, test!"
John: "what if I don't want to?"
DW: shoves another Glucose tab down John's throat ...
She was not happy the next day
