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
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...