I noticed I was more thirsty than usual, but wasn't too worried. I had cooked some home-made Chicken Tortilla Soup for dinner the night before and figured maybe it was a bit heavy on the salt. Surely that was the cause for my thirst, and not a visit from the Sugar Fairy.
But as I washed my hands, I felt something smacking against my shins. I looked down, horrified to find it was the end of my tubing. I was even more horrified when I couldn't get the "quick disconnect" to connect back into my infusion set.
I woke up Sweetpea (my husband, who hates to get up early) and asked him to help me connect the tubing, but he couldn't get it to snap back in either. Best I can tell, I must have rolled over on the infusion set in the night and smooshed it but good. (It was toward the back of my hip.) But what time did this happen? With an impending sense of doom, I tested my blood sugar . . .
3 . . . .
2 . . . .
1 . . . .
In retrospect, 327 wasn't THAT bad. It could have been much, much worse. It could have been "off the meter". But, as a newbie pumper in the midst of my first equipment malfunction, I promptly freaked out and cried to Pea that I didn't want to end up in the hospital with The Big K.
Thank goodness for Sweetpea. He told me to calm down, and began to gather my supplies from the dresser drawer. In the mean time, I took an injection to adjust. Within a few minutes or so, a new set was safely in place. And by mid-morning, my blood sugar was a nice (if a bit low) 71.
All in all, I was very lucky to catch it pretty quickly. But I'm still a bit nervous each night, wondering what exactly happened and if it will happen again. Has anything like this ever happened to you? (I use the Minimed Quick-Set.)