Sugar And Spice And A Medical Device: Love And Diabetes

For my twenty-first birthday, I received a hip flask, a vibrator, and Type 1 diabetes. One present I used often, one I hardly touched, and the third, of course, used me.

No. No, no—no, I can’t have this on me all the time! No one has ever even seen me naked! Now they’ll be turned off when they do.

If. If they do.

What a waste of pristine skin, to have an adhesive circle slapped on my stomach 24/7. What a defect in my silhouette, to look like I keep a cell phone in each of my pants pockets.

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