Don't call me for your diabetic needs. It seems I am not a master with a syringe after all. At least if you are a 3 lb cat who should weight 6 pounds.

When you are all skin and it's 6am, your mom thinks she a damn pro at giving insulin shots after a week and she needle goes straight through your skin and the insulin shoots out the other side...and if your dad wasn't holding you she would never have known and you could have gone into a diabetic shock!!


Dear God please let this get easier.