"Jessica! Jessica! Can you help her?"
I look over and on the other side of the fence stands a parent I know, with a woman I don't. There is some urgency in the parent's voice, so I run over.
"Do you have any candy or anything?" the woman asks. I know immediately what she needs, and start backing towards where I have set my meter bag.
"My husband has diabetes and is crashing," she continues.
"Yes!" I say as I run over to my bag. I grab it and run back. "I have diabetes too," I say, digging for the elusive tube of glucose tabs I know is rolling around in there somewhere.

There is is!
"Here," I say, handing her the tube through the fence, "take it. I have another tube in here."
"I can just take a few out," she says.
"No, please, just take it. I don't mind."
"Thank you so much!" she says, and runs back to her car, which has been left parked in the road, door open.
By the time I get a chance to look over again, the car is gone. And I stand there in shock. Did that really just happen? Seriously?
What are the odds? That she would stop when I was outside. That she would ask a parent who knows I have diabetes for help. That that parent would think to call me over. That I happened to have two tubes of glucose with me.
Whoa.
I am stopping at the store on my way home from work tonight, because from now on, I am always carrying two tubes of glucose tabs.
Just to clarify, YES, this really happened to me! Yesterday! Crazy, right?