"When I need to test, I pull out my meter, stick in a strip, putt some blood on it, get a result, take out the strip, throw it out, and you're all done, right?
Not quite! Somehow, those pesky little strips make there way out of the garbage can and into the oddest places. I fold my newly washed sweaters and out pops-a test strip! When I am washing neggel vasser in the morning, i feel something on my hand...Yup! It's a test strip from my midnight test the night before. And when I am paying for something at the grocery store, I blush when out of my wallet pops-you guessed it! A used test strip! One comforting thing is that if I ever go missing I will know that they will find me really easily...they'll just follow the trail of test strips!"