I'd like to categorize this under weird stories that only diabetics with diabetic friends would really understand. As soon as my dad witnessed this happen he told me that I had to put it on the blog. So here's a post for you, dad.
The other day, I was at my robotics team's banquet, which I had spent the last week planning and the 5 hours preceding the it buying food and making awards to make sure this event actually happened. In the midst of all of this errand running, my sister and I were home for about an hour, so I could make awards and we could both get ready. While frantically running around, finishing making awards, and stuffing four cheesecakes, two pans of baked ziti, and a bag filled with pictures and more all into a single car, my sister forgot her pump.
Of course, no one realized this until after we had gotten to our destination: a lake house 30 minutes away from our own home. Suddenly my sister looked and me and said, "Sarah, I forgot my pump." I looked through my tiny purse (life lesson: don't carry around a tiny purse, in case of emergencies) and realized that I didn't have any extra insulin or shots floating around. So, when it was time to finally eat, I did the most logical thing possible: I gave my sister insulin through my pump. Sketchy? Absolutely. Weird? Definitely. Successful? Yes.
Medically, I can't (and won't) recommend this to anyone. It just felt so weird and wrong on some sort of fundamental level, but it did technically work, so I can't disapprove of it too much. A few days later, we were sitting in the car drinking frappucinnos (which are now blacklisted, but that's a story for another day) and I made a comment about how my pump had run out of insulin. Anna offered me her pump for a quick bolus, but I laughed and declined. It was a only fifteen minute ride home and it wasn't worth committing another pump sacrilege.