Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Here are a few diabetes questions I’ve been pondering since returning from the JDRF Annual Conference last week in D.C.
How come I always end up sick after I travel? Seriously, I feel like every germ on the plane zeros in on me the minute I board. (I guess spending long days in conference rooms with hundreds of others doesn’t help much either.)
How come my new pump decides to throw me a motor error at the worst possible time? A motor error on a new pump is bad enough - but getting it while filling my dinner plate at the buffet line before the opening speeches of the JDRF Annual Conference is probably about the worst timing I can think of!
How come someone who is a chronic over-packer can end up far away from home with a battery that’s just about to go dead and no spare? Luckily this problem was solved with a quick walk after dinner to the CVS a couple of blocks away.
How come my blood sugar can spend an entire day doing the exact opposite of what I need it to do? Seriously, I spent my first full day in D.C. running high when I met with our members of Congress on The Hill, low when I had some free time to hit the treadmill, and then high again when it was time for dinner.
How come I manage to end up in the only airport security line with a full body scanner instead of the dozen for the metal detectors? How come TSA is so sure my insulin pump can go through the full body scanner even when I tell them I know it can’t? (Don’t worry, they did finally agree to give me a pat down and it was fine.)
How come an evening low blood sugar always hits AFTER I’ve brushed my teeth for bed? Does my toothpaste have inhalable insulin in it?
I can’t answer any of these questions. And even if I could, I’m sure diabetes would send me some more “how comes” to ponder. What does diabetes make you ask “how come” about?