My dad (also diabetic- thanks for that one pops!) managed to drive 200 miles to visit me before realising he’d left his insulin at home on the kitchen table. Driving back wasn’t really an option, so he decided to balance his sugar by combining not eating with tiny shots of my novorapid (he’s still on old school 2 a day mixtures, so we weren’t sure how much was safe) and lots of wine! My mother drove home…