I put the insulin in its box, then put the box on top of one of those little frozen things you put in a kid's lunch box to keep their lunch cool.
Insulin isn't in direct contact with it and it only stayed frozen for a couple of hours.
But here's the incredible thing:
I started calling friends anyone had a mini-fridge to get me through a week or two.
The first one I called, when I told him about my concerns for Jester's insulin, said he would buy me a mini-fridge - the dorm sized kind, he said.
He sent his wife to meet me at Best Buy - I was expecting one of those itty-bitty ones, which would have been fine.
When I met his wife and their 8YO daughter, they were standing in the appliances department in front of refrigerators.
She told me to pick one out - no arguments. A full-sized refrigerator, along with the mini-fridge to get me by until the big one could be delivered.
And the mini-fridge is actually big enough to hold a fair amount of food as well, not just the kind that could fit on a counter.
I couldn't stop crying for almost half an hour. Still keep getting weepy. I could never have paid for something like this and my landlord set up my lease so he's not responsible for the appliances in the apartment. The woman who lives above me hasn't had a working stove for years and she refuses to pay for one (she uses a convection oven, a hot plate, and a microwave).
Still can't wrap my head around this......