Am I the @sshole?
I just had an argument with my dad over what time we should head home. He wanted to wait until at least 6:30 before we make the trek back to the house, which is another hour. His reasoning was that we would avoid rush hour traffic that way. My thing was that it wouldn't make a damn bit of difference on the time taken, and that I need my pre-meal insulin soon. He asked me why I couldn't just take my insulin right away, and then go home to eat. (Which would put my life at risk from low blood sugar, btw.) I ended up yelling and screaming at him, because it is no exaggeration to say I've explained this hundreds of times. He said I could just eat something on the road. I responded that would require me to tell Mom not to bother making dinner, and he said I didn't have to have a full meal with my insulin. (Which, yes. Yes, I do.) I finally got so frustrated that I took my Admelog (pre-meal insulin) out of the thermos, rolled down the van window, and threw it down on the ground, smashing the vial.