As I sat in the lodge on Saturday getting ready to drive home, I took out my meter, and my poker and the bottle of strips. And there was no rattling sound. I know that I packed extra strips, but they're magically still in the truck, sitting in single digit temperature parking lot.
And that's when I turn to my dia-buddy.
"Hey, you gotta strip I can have?"
"Sure, take a few"
Dia-buddies are great to have. There's support and conversation, but it's even better when they can cover your mistakes, even if it is just a simple, easily corrected one.