The other day, a group of us arrived before class started and began to talk.
Topic of conversation: tattoos
I was one of the few people who didn't have a tattoo. The other person without a tattoo was a middle aged mother who found that young people having tattoos was horrifying.
I'm not sure I've mentioned it here before, but I have definitely mentioned my tattoo plan several times in real life.
Because I want a tattoo...
After the cure for T1D has been found.
Why the specifics?
Well, for one, getting a tattoo and then having to put an omnipod right on the ink is a bad idea.
And there are so many dangerous complications which can occur with my nasty blood and the ink.
Yeah, better to wait.
But when the cure happens, I'm going to get a tattoo of my omnipod on my leg, right where I would have normally put it.
My mom knows this plan, my cousins know this plan, my friends know this plan, and now my classmates know this plan.
Well, the mother in the group announces that the reason why she doesn't like tattoos (specifically on her children) is because "they're her babies" and she doesn't want them getting stabbed.
So I showed her my omnipod and dexcom.
"Like this?"
"I stab myself with THIS one every three days and THIS one every ten days."
She was even more horrified.
Getting a tattoo means the needles happen and then you're done for the rest of your life.
Honestly, that's kind of a reason I'm looking forward to a tattoo.
Just some needles and (after the cure) I'd be done for the rest of my life.
