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Lolo's Oh Shit Kit

Lolo’s Oh Shit Kit was a small zippered emergency pouch that Charlie Rivera assembled and kept stocked for his partner Logan Weston, who lived with Type 1 diabetes. Marked with a Sharpie heart and a note in Charlie’s handwriting—“Lolo’s oh shit kit”—it held the fast-acting carbohydrates, glucagon, and infusion supplies Logan needed when his blood sugar crashed. A small object carrying a large amount of love, it was Charlie’s counterpart to the binder Logan kept for him: two chronically ill people each keeping the other’s body documented and supplied.

Overview

Logan managed Type 1 diabetes with an insulin pump and a Dexcom continuous glucose monitor, a system that mostly kept him stable but could not prevent the hard lows that came when life outran his routine—a fourteen-hour gap between meals, travel, pain, a nap deep enough that he slept through his own low alert. For those moments, Charlie built the kit. It was a deliberately low-tech answer to a high-stakes problem: everything Logan would need to come back up from a dangerous low, gathered in one pouch, kept where Charlie could reach it without thinking.

Design and Function

The kit was a small zippered pouch, lived in the top drawer of the nightstand, and was labeled in Charlie’s hand with a Sharpie heart and the words “Lolo’s oh shit kit.” Inside:

  • Peanut butter crackers
  • A granola bar
  • A tiny packet of trail mix
  • Logan’s emergency glucagon pen
  • Spare infusion-site gear for his pump
  • Two individually wrapped dark-chocolate squares

The crackers, granola bar, and trail mix served the second stage of low treatment—the slower protein-and-fat snack that stabilizes blood sugar after fast carbs bring it up and prevents a second crash. The glucagon pen was the emergency backstop for a severe low; the infusion-site gear meant a pump failure away from home didn’t become a crisis. The dark-chocolate squares were not medical. Charlie had snuck them in because, in his words, “you deserve a little sweetness too, cabrón.”

Associated Characters and Usage

Charlie Rivera

The kit was Charlie’s. He built it, stocked it, and kept it current—an inversion of the usual direction of care in their relationship, where Logan was so often the one managing Charlie’s body. Charlie, who knew Logan’s lows too well, who had learned to read the Dexcom like a life monitor and wait out the slow climb from 57 to 76, made the kit so that when Logan’s body tapped out, the answer was already in the drawer. The dark-chocolate squares were the signature: Charlie refusing to let the kit be only clinical, insisting on tenderness inside the emergency supplies.

Logan Weston

For Logan—independent to a fault, the one who documented and managed and provided—the kit was a quiet experience of being cared for rather than caring. On the night in November 2027 when his sugar dropped to 57 and kept falling while he slept too deeply to wake to his own alert, it was Charlie who roused him, Charlie who got juice into him, and Charlie’s kit that supplied the granola bar that brought him the rest of the way back. Being on the receiving end of that care was its own thing for Logan to learn.

Accessibility and Adaptation

The kit was a practical diabetes-management accommodation built by a non-clinician partner from lived experience rather than a prescription. It paired with Logan’s pump and CGM: where the technology monitored and delivered, the kit handled the analog emergency the technology could only announce. Its value was precisely its low-tech reliability—no battery, no signal, no failure mode beyond running empty, which Charlie made sure it never did.

Emotional and Symbolic Significance

Lolo’s Oh Shit Kit and Logan’s medical binder were a matched pair, the two halves of how Logan and Charlie loved each other: each kept the other’s body in mind so thoroughly that the care became infrastructure. Logan built Charlie a binder to fight a system that dismissed him; Charlie built Logan a pouch to catch him when his blood sugar fell. Neither was romantic in the conventional sense, and both were among the most romantic things either of them did. The Sharpie heart on the pouch said what the contents already proved: that someone had thought about Logan’s worst moments in advance and made sure he wouldn’t face them alone.

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