A couple of years ago posted my favorite funny diabetes experience with Pete, but I’m going to re-post it for the blog carnival since I’m sure the post is new to most of you.
Lately I've been having some issues with my CGM. The sensors aren't working right and I'm getting tons of Bad Senor Errors. (Yes, I am going to call Minimed about it - I just
Sunday I decided to move farther around my lower back. I knew it would probably be out of my reach, so I asked Pea if he felt up to inserting the sensor for me. He's a pro at helping me attach the transmitter and apply the tape, but inserting the sensor would be new ground.
To start, I told him that it would hurt. It always hurts, even when I do it. I told him not to spend a lot of time worrying about if it will hurt me. It will, but it's worth it and I'll get over it. Then I had him do a trial run with an empty inserter. This way, he could get an idea of how hard to press the button and what it would feel like.
Once that was done, I loaded the sensor and took off the needle guard. One . . . two . . . three . . . shunk. A small pinch, but not as bad as when I insert them. One second later . . . OUCH!!!! What was THAT?
As soon as the sensor was inserted, Pea was hit with a rush of excited pride and nervous panic. The adrenalin caused him to yank the inserter away as quickly as possible - without holding the sensor down. I turned to see the inserter in his hand with the sensor still in it. A glance in the mirror showed nothing on my lower back except a small drop of blood.
Attempt #1 at the CGM? Fail!
“This post is my May entry in the DSMA Blog Carnival. If you’d like to participate too, you can get all of the information at http://diabetessocmed.com/2011/may-dsma-blog-carnival/“