It’s the end of my second day at Children With Diabetes, and I am that special combination of exhausted, happy and relieved that I haven’t felt since I was, like, 13.

My legs are cramping, my eyes are burning, and I’ve spent roughly $226 on chicken nuggets and refillable plastic cups in the last two days — but all is well.

I don’t have much to say (I can’t think), but I will leave you with this: a crazy stick-figure illustration that I was forced to create in a focus group by an ill-informed Novo Nordisk facilitator.

At least I got a blueberry-scented marker. Which could explain the picture.

I might be losing my mind, but I’m having lots of fun doing it.