oh little elephant bracelet, I love you so much, but you get into so much mischief. Like this morning when, unbeknownst to me, your trunk hooked on to my insulin tube while I was sleeping. When I moved my arm, it resulted in my entire cannula being ripped out of my stomach. Not the best alarm clock.
(And yes, I am wearing gold metallic tattoos marketed to Tweens or very ridiculous adults. Don’t judge.)