Blaine was laying in bed, looking at the walls, while Kurt was holding his hand. Rachel had left for the filming of a new episode of her TV series.

"My life is over...", Blaine sad, shaking his head.

Kurt took his other hand as well. "Darling, no. Your life is most definitely at its beginning. Sure, this is a shock, but you've heard what the doctor said, haven't you?", Blaine nodded. "See, you can live a comfortable life with this. Just listen to what they are going to tell you. It will be fine. And remember, if you ever need any help, I am here for you! This is not only you going threw this, it is also me. We are doing this together!" Kurt smiled at Blaine. "Actually, I think it is nearly time for dinner, so I will get something from the cafeteria. I think you are getting some hospital food for now, so they can get you into the perfect sugar range more easily."

"Yeah, I have to eat what they give to me, as long as I am here. It is disgusting, I tell you.", Blaine said grinning.

"I am sorry.", Kurt said in a cheeky manner, and Blaine stuck his tongue out. Then Kurt went down to get a sandwich.

When Kurt came back the nurse was joining the two. "I got you some food. I will show you what I am doing. Later, at the training, you will learn to do it yourself. May I have your finger?", she said holding her hand out expectant. Blaine thought to know what was coming and he hesitated. "Just a little prick, Blaine. It is easy, really. You will get used to it soon enough. So please.", she was holding her hand out and Blaine stuck out his index finger. "Thank you. I will disinfect your finger now.", she took out a wet wipe and cleaned off the finger. Then she took out a lancet and pricked Blaine's finger.

"That was it?", Blaine asked and Kurt, who was only glancing threw his barely open eyes, as well as the nurse were laughing. Then the nurse wiped away the first drop of blood.

"Yes. It is really not to bad. You will wipe the first drop off, especially if you have not washed your hands before. If there is any sugar on your hand it will totally mess with what you are doing and you will have to measure again, or, even worse, you will inject to much insulin. It is something you will be able to do, isn't it?", the nurse said.

"I am totally able to do that.", Blaine said smiling.

The nurse put the second drop on some kind of paper that was inserted into a small gadget. The gadget bleeped. "Okay, well. Now you have to read what it says on this screen. You will get to know about good and less good numbers. Right now it is perfectly fine, because we got it under control. Look...", she was holding the screen to Blaine. It read 96. "When you were in the ambulance it was over 700. So now, you will shoot some insulin according to the number right now I calculate the amount for you.", the nurse said and turned something on the pen. "Right. Now lift your shirt."

Blaine smiled and lifted up his shirt. The nurse grinned. "Some nice abs you got there."

Kurt smiled. "Sorry, he is mine.", the nurse laughed.

"Okay, if you want you can just press this button. The needle will come out and the insulin will be shot.", she was holding the pen to Blaine.

"I am not sure...", Blaine said. He did not want to do this. It was not that he was afraid of needles, but he did not like them either.

"You will have to do it eventually. If you can't do it now, for the first time, it is fine, I will do it. But you will have to do it tomorrow. So, you want to have a shot?", she laughed and Blaine was looking not to happy, Kurt grinned."I should stop that joke. Not really good, is it?"

Blaine smiled. "I'll try, like this?" He was holding the pen on his stomach.

"A little up... Perfect. Now press the button on top.", the nurse said "One, two, go.", it clicked and Blaine looked down, Kurt applauded.

"It was not much worse than the prick from the lancet.", he smiled.

"I think you earned yourself a kiss there...", Kurt said and Blaine raised his eyebrows for a second, before Kurt pressed his lips on Blaine's.

The nurse giggled and when the two let go of each other they grinned.

"It could be going much worse for me!", Blaine said happily when the nurse had left the room and he dug into his potato mash.

So yeah, quite a technical chapter here, I hope I did not mess up with anything, I did do some research for that :) I really enjoy reading stories that are going into the technical stuff, if you don't I like to hear about that as well!