Sometimes, two different areas of your life come crashing together. In this case it was fashion and diabetes. I was collecting multiple garments, which I’m sure I heard taunting me audibly saying, “You can’t live without me! You need to try me on! I am so adorable!” as they threw themselves at me, leaping from the racks into my arms as I walked through one of my favourite stores. I reached the change room and patiently stood in the zig-zagging line, knowing that every moment spent there would be worth it when I found that perfect new outfit. As I reached the front of the line, still awaiting my turn, I decided it…