Mystery Of The Broken Insulin

We had just finished dinner, an amazing Sunday night dinner I might add.  The kids were all playing around the house without fighting (never happens) and my husband and I were just sitting down to watch the closing ceremonies of the Olympics and unwind for the night.  When all of a sudden I got a whiff of it...what is that smell?  As I took 3 big sniffs I said...is that insulin? 

I did just do a site change that afternoon but never did the smell of insulin follow me throughout the day. 

As I began to sniff all around me like a fricken bloodhound, my noise in the wind and wild eyes scanning the room smelling all around me I asked my husband "can you smell that?" My husband sitting on the other couch just gave me a look like I had lost my diabetes obsessed mind.   "OMG, all I can smell is insulin!  He of course could not smell a thing.

As I continued the search sniffing and looking, sniffing and looking I finally found it...

A BAND NEW VIAL OF INSULIN BROKEN AND COMPLETELY EMPTY

 OH SHIT!!

 

SOMEONE had hidden it under a book surrounded by the remnants of the prior site change.  No one it talking and I have no clue who did this. 

My main two suspects are Connor (who was cleaning the family room just before we ate dinner) or Kylie (before I even had a chance to smell the insulin Kylie had walked into the room just as my husband and I were sitting down and she made a few comments about the smell "what is that smell?" Ewww mom do you smell that?") or they may be working together...

 DARN KIDS!!