To prevent the danger of being hospitalized, my mother and I made a deal that the hospital should be brought to our home. Lying there with a needle in my hand and nothing to do, I started taking pictures of the one thing I could not take my eyes of, the neverending glucose in the bottle. I hate it when this happens, but at least it saves me from the feel of being in a hospital. Also, occasionally it gives you a reason to post on the photo challenge by Dailypost 😉