I don’t know what I did to piss off my diabetes supplies, but for the past couple of days I would swear they’ve been conspiring against me. Oh sure, they look so sweet and innocent, having a party in the supply drawer while waiting to be called into action.
Don’t believe it for a minute. Those things are pure evil . . . and they are out to get me!! It all started on Monday. I changed out my site as usual. I’d been seeing some less than stellar numbers due to that mean germ I mentioned yesterday. But the sticky high my meter showed all afternoon had me questioning the new site. And when I touched it, it felt really sore. So I decided to change it out. I pulled out the site, checked it for problems - and as I determined that it looked just fine, my CGM blared out a fall rate alarm. Grrr!!! The site was great and I could’ve kept it in . . . if only my CGM had alarmed me 90 seconds earlier.
Unfortunately, this was nothing compared to what my D-Supplies had in store for me yesterday. I woke up feeling better, had some breakfast, and got a workout in. I bolused for and ate lunch. As I was walking up the stairs to take a shower, my rise rate alarm sounded. And as I disconnected for my shower, I found that my site was flapping around on my back. The tape was only half stuck on, and the cannula was smashed flat against my skin instead of happily hanging out in my sub-"Q". Nothing felt wet, so I was hoping my lunch bolus had delivered fine.
But apparently, it didn’t. It took five hours of feeling like hell and three corrections to get back into range. Not that I knew what was going on, because . . . . .
soon after I took the picture above, I headed out to the grocery store. And I caught my CGM on the steering wheel and ripped it clear out of my thigh!!! I have NEVER accidentally ripped out my CGM. And I think I’ve only accidentally ripped out my pump site once or twice. And here they were, both pulled clean out within hours of each other.
I don’t know what I did to piss off my d-supplies, but I certainly hope their revenge is over. I can’t take another day like yesterday.