It's been too long.

Just checking in. 

I celebrated my pump-aversary a bit early by sending my pump in for a replacement. In just under a year I managed to bump, bang, and scratch the poor thing more times than I can count. I was also dealing with my second cracked cartridge cap, so a call to Smiths Medical was already on the to-do list. When we explained that there were also a multitude of cracks on the pump they told us they would ship out an extra cartridge cap, a new (refurbished) pump, and a prepaid shipper for my existing pump within 24 hours. It would be an understatement to say that my mom and I were completely impressed with the quick and painless customer service. So now I've got a new pump. Name suggestions are welcome or maybe I'll just go with Orin II.

I'm still dealing with this. So far I've been re-diagnosed and started a new medication. I'm still coming to terms with it all and I can't quite put it into words yet, but I do think things are headed in a positive direction. Thank you so much for the kind words from my last post, as always they meant a lot to me. 

 

When it's not shiny and new.

Eight months ago I was more than ready. I was sick of high blood sugars, waking up at three AM in the hopes of staving off morning highs, correcting all day, lows that I could not predict, and A1c’s that had never been anything lower than 8. I was a little nervous. What if I couldn’t deal with site changes? Bleeders? What would it be like to have such a huge part of this disease in my pocket, instead of stowed away in my purse? Would it be worth it? I wasn’t quite sure, and I’m still not certain that I have all the answers. I know I love the fact that I see good numbers more than bad ones. Going days without a number over 200 isn’t a surprise, it’s the norm. Having A1c’s under 7 make me feel great not only physically, but emotionally. I’ve never been prouder of how much control I can have with disease. It’s almost as if I’m playing a game, except the only person I’m trying to one up is me. A new trick with a meal bolus, lowering my averages, lowering my A1c, basal rate shifts, anything to win this never ending match between myself and this disease. But it can’t always be a game and it’s not always perfect.
There another side to this story.
I find myself holding off on site changes because I don’t want to look for a spot that isn’t scabbed and puffy. I hate the scabs. The patterns are like constellations, but instead of resembling a fearless hunter or a great bear, they just show me what my body isn’t capable of. The pump companies talk about how a pump makes your life easier with Diabetes, but I don’t think this is always true. Before I was on my pump I wondered if it would serve as a constant reminder, and for the first few months it didn’t seem that it would be. Now I know I was wrong. I can’t help but feel self conscious of the tubing, or the little glances someone will make at an infusion set on my arm. I feel different from everyone else. The responsibility makes me feel older and less free. There are even days when I seriously think about taking a break, giving it up. I know I won’t, but sometimes my mind wanders to what it was like when I didn’t pick outfits based on where my infusion set was or make plans based on infusion set changes. Some days are harder than others, but all I need to do is think of that first A1c of 6.8 to remind me that it’s worth it even when it doesn't seem that way.

(I wrote this entire post without knowing that today was the actual eight month anniversary of my pump arriving. Crazy.)

What A Wednesday.

Before I went to sleep last night I filled a pump insulin cartridge for the site change I knew I would have to do as soon as I woke up this morning.
Well I woke up and found this:
A knot in my tubing.
Accompanied by a 240mg/dL bloodsugar.
After snapping that picture I started my site change routine:
Put the cartridge in the pump.
While the rod was pulling the cartridge back, I IV prepped my new site and unwrapped the new infusion set. Let dry.
Secured the pump cap over the cartridge.
Screwed the old longer tubing from my last site on to the cartridge. (The set I was putting in had short tubing pre-connected inside the inserter.)
Popped the site in my left hip.
Sting!
I pulled the guide needle out and saw a tiny drop of blood. No problem.


I looked down at the tubing that is pre-connected to the site, it was filling with blood. Almost as if I was having blood drawn at the lab.
I steadied myself (have I mentioned my hatred for bleeding?), and got to work yanking the site out using a warm washcloth.
After I had the site out and stopped the bleeding I put some antibiotic cream and a Sesame Street band aid on it.
Then I started the site change process over again.
The next set seemed fine until a few hours later when my blood sugar was sticking around 250.

Thankfully when I started writing this I clocked in at 100 exactly.

What a day!

It's official, I've lost my mind.

So this afternoon I was out in the garage harassing my dad while he was doing yard work. As I walked back into the house, he pointed to the tubing hanging from my pocket and said, "Jill, what are you going to do with that thing when you swim? I mean you can't wear it, right?" I stopped and thought about it. While Cozmo claims that the pump is waterproof I don't think that swimming with this thing is necessarily a smart idea. Disconnect boluses don't usually end well for me though. Plus I do not look forward to testing and reconnecting repeatedly just to go swimming. I mean I'm no Gary Hall Jr. so it's not like I'm running a race or anything like that, we just happen to have an inground pool in our back yard. Although summer is a few months off, I'm already worried about this whole thing. I've previously considered taking a pump break for the summer, just because I don't feel like dealing with the idea of pumping in the summer and all that entails (amusement park rides (supposedly you can't wear a pump on roller coasters), swimming, possibly the beach, heat, etc). But I could totally be over reacting, because that's what I usually do.
Now to the part where I've fallen off my rocker. About an hour ago I was talking to my mom and I said, "So would you think I was crazy if I wanted to put my pump in the bath tub?" She looked at me with that you must be joking face and replied with a yes. I then explained that I just wanted to test it's waterproof-ness. I haven't done it, but I am tempted to. So have I lost it? Fellow pumpers, what do you do in the summer?

I don't have a title for this one.

Sometimes I wonder if I’m missing some part of my brain. When it comes to understanding the emotions that others seem to have when it comes to their diabetes, I have trouble “getting it”.

As of today, I’m not sad and I can’t say that I can remember ever being that way. I know I used to be scared, but not of the complications or the future. I was afraid of the shots (when I was very little), blood work, and the way the world would view me as a diabetic. My parents never worried about my future or my lows while I wasn’t in their care (I’ve asked them.) The worst part for my parents was being the ones who had to give me the shots, and the exhausting process I would put them through as I fought them off. My doctors didn’t put a lot of weight into A1c numbers in the beginning. It may be old school thinking, but they realized that anything near “perfect control” wasn’t really possible in a growing child. It was 2 shots a day and couple of glucose tests. There wasn't talk of correction factors, basal, bolus etc. It was simple and no where near perfect. It barely worked. I can’t even remember if I thought “diabetes” was a forever kind of thing. But I’m thankful for those things, because if I had known diabetes was that “bad” I probably would have turned out a lot differently. I now know that without a cure, diabetes means forever. But I’m pretty sure I’d be okay with that. For me it still doesn’t seem that “bad”. I’m confident in my abilities to tweak numbers, know my body’s reactions, sense lows, and care for myself. For right now I’m healthy and relatively happy. Things could be much worse. I could be dying, but I'm not. I'm living. Plus there are people who don’t have the amazing technology of an insulin pump, the insulin for it, or meters that read in 5 seconds. I’m more worried about high school, college, a future career, and if Justin Timberlake will ever know I love him, than I am about my diabetic future. Being a “diabetic” is probably one of the last things on the list that describes me. It’s also one of the last things that has any influence on who I am as a person. Diabetes care is just something I do because I have to. It’s like breathing. I don’t really need to think about it. I just do it. This might change one day, but for now this is how I feel.

These are the cards I’ve been dealt, and I have no other choice but to live well with them.

The Computer, License, IHOP, and Early Christmas.

I'm doing bullet points. I can't resist.

• So everything with the computer seems to be falling into place. They replaced the hard drive for free because it's still under warranty, and it also got upgraded to a 2.5gb one because it's all they had left in the store. Small surprises are always nice. We received the recovery discs yesterday, so they ran those on the new hard drive last night. My mom is picking the computer up today. While all of this is going on my old hard drive is making it's way to Louisville (I think). Where the big repairs or whatever are done. They will attempt to retrieve my files at a fee of somewhere around 200 dollars. They won't do anything until they call us with a cost estimate, just in case it's way more. In the end it will be worth it because I have at least that much invested in iTunes music, plus my pictures and school work are priceless. I'm just glad my parents are willing to pay for it. In the meantime I will at least be able to use the new and improved computer while I wait on my old files. Cross your fingers that there will be no issues with retrieving my files! The next step is either an external hard drive or some other back up method (suggestions are welcome.)
  
• I have an 8:30 am appointment at the MVA on Friday to take my behind the wheel provisional license test. The only problem is we still haven't heard a thing from the Medical Advisory Board, even though my mom has called almost every day since last Monday. I'll update Friday to let you know how that goes.
• I also have an interesting get together to attend Friday afternoon. The Thanksgiving crew and I are going bowling and to IHOP. This worries me. First of all, I have only been to IHOP twice, and both of these times I was pump less. We are going at 4 in the afternoon, and my basal rates are not set for me eating at that time. I have this weird issue of going high after dinner, but only when dinner is at a normal hour. So I'm concerned that that basal kick up I have around 7pm will send me falling. I guess it's time to figure out a temporary rate. Plus breakfast food is not exactly carb friendly. Sometimes diabetes is so annoying, when all I want to do is have a little teenage fun!
• On Saturday morning my sister and I are heading north for an early Christmas with my mom's side of the family. (My parents are going up Friday after my test, and my sister will be arriving here shortly after they leave.) I'm excited to see if I can pull off another holiday with relatively good numbers. I'm also looking forward to seeing my little cousins who I haven't seen in 2 months.
  

And don't worry I will definitely have license, IHOP, and early Christmas pictures for you!

Whoops.

I feel like I left you guys out in the rain. I said I would be back Friday with an update, and now it's Monday. (Could I have used "I" more times in 2 sentences?!) Any who. The doctor's appointment went fine. I was the first patient of the day, so I was seen within 10 minutes of walking in the door. Dispite the fact that the heat was broken in the office, my CDE seemed happy to see me. My doctor was also extremely impressed with my progress. I only gained 3 pounds which I'm fine with, because my doctor said he has seen patients gain about 10 in the first month. He commented that I was still on a lot of insulin, and he wanted to know if I would think I about Symlin again. I adamantly said, "no, it made me feel way too sick." He didn't fight me on this, which is typical, he likes to give gentle suggestions and let me find my own conclusions. He filled out my MVA medical review papers, and reviewed a few rules he feels are important to insure safe driving with diabetes. I'm hoping that with comments like, "Jillian is extremely responsible," I will get speedy approval. The good Doc even mentioned that there will be a low A1c celebration when I go back in February. So now I will impatiently wait until then, to see what will hopefully be my lowest A1c ever. On our way out, my CDE asked me how Diabetes 365 was going. For the answer pop by the flickr pool and have a look.

Oh yeah, I'm proper people sick and it sucks! See ya later alligators.

Quick question.

I'm heading to my Endo on Thursday for my 1 month pump check-up. I have a quick question for anyone who uses Animas supplies (Insets). I'm coming upon my first reorder towards the end of the month, I want to make sure to do it before our insurance switches to CIGNA in January. So say I wanted to change my cannula and tubing length, do I have to get a new prescription when I go the Dr. on Thursday to do this? Or can I just change what I want on the website ordering thing, and the insurance company will be billed without a glitch? I'm sure I can have my mom call to ask, but I figured I would ask here too.
I've been having a boat load of overnight lows so I have been tweaking my basal rates, we'll see what happens. Expect a pump and doctor update Friday.

Pumping at a Party.

The party Saturday was pretty good. It was for one of my best friends, Kelly's 17th birthday. She will actually be turning 17 tomorrow. Like I said it freaks me out that I have a friend who is 17! For some reason I still feel like I am in 8th grade. Kelly came to pick me up a little before 5 o'clock. Then she drove us back to her house, which is less than a mile away, to let me see the decorations and to alleviate those hour before the party jitters. I should mention that I haven't seen her since I started pumping. She didn't notice for almost half an hour. When she spotted it, she asked "what's the deal with that?". I explained to her that it was an insulin pump, and instead of taking a bunch of shots every day this would replace 2 of those long acting shots as it "pumped" tiny "shots" of insulin every 3 minutes and then every time I wanted to eat I just punch in a few numbers and it gives the right amount for the food. Kelly is not very mechanical and isn't all that knowledgeable my diabetes care, so I tried to make it simple. You may be wondering why I have best friend who doesn't know a lot about my diabetes. It's just because Kelly is not the type of person where diabetes is going to matter to her. She knows enough about it; how to tell if I'm low, check my sugar, she has seen me take shots etc. I think she was just disappointed that she can no longer jokingly pretend that I do drugs. She also commented that I just looked like a lady at the mall "countin' my steps on her lunch hour".
This is dress I wore:

I'm not sure if you can see it, but there was belt around the waist and it is also a wrap dress. So I ran the pump tubing from my site (on my abdomen) through the interior slit, across the front, to the exterior slit. Then I clipped my little buddy Orin on to the belt on the same side of the exterior slit and we were ready to party! (I hope that all makes sense.)With the pump at my side and close to the slit, I was able to not have a lot of tubing exposed. It was also easy to access to bolus for dinner & cake, as well as enter blood sugars, and make corrections. I topped out the night at 187, which I didn't think was that bad considering all the hooplah.

I haven't posted my Diabetes 365 pictures in awhile. I'll be back tomorrow with those. In the meantime why don't you check out the pool, there are now over 800 pictures.

Email the Doctor & A Party!

Hat tip to Bernard. If you would like to email the misinforming Dr. Robert Rizza who I spotlighted in yesterday's post. Please feel free to send your feelings to him at rizzaDOTrobertATmayoDOTedu. Who knows, maybe if we all do this they will edit the horrible video or just take it down. Then there will be one less video to add to the world's confusion when it comes to the word Diabetes. I've decided that this will be my tactic from now on. Spot a diabetes error. Point it out to the blogosphere and I will be writing letters to the offenders. So feel free to join me if you ever have the time. What can it hurt? Nothing. What could it change? Everything.

Tonight, I will be celebrating my best friend's 17th birthday! It makes me feel really old. I know I am only 16 and I am complaining about getting old. Maybe the right word is SCARY. It feels like just yesterday we were carpooling to middle school. Now she can drive, and I am about to get my license. By this time next year we will probably both be thinking about where to go for college. It freaks me out. Oh and this will be the first party that Orin and I will attend wearing a dress. Let's just hope I don't have an experience like Kerri.

Perez has it right!

Okay so we all know that Halle Berry has cured her Type 1 Diabetes. But Perez Hilton has proven her wrong! Leave it to a Celebrity gossip blogger to set the facts straight, well sort of. The funny thing is people are trying to say that the media misinterpreted her words. Not true at all, she said something very similar to this on Bravo's Inside the Actor's Studio.

By the way it's my 1 week Pump-iversary.

Pump Update. Days 14 & 15.

3 days down and diabetes researchers only know how many more to go. So I left you off at the party, which went surprisingly well. Although the pizza sent me way up, because I experimented with a combination bolus and didn’t get it right. But the 265 I hit after the pizza is the highest I have been, so I won’t complain. Saturday and Sunday I woke up to numbers under 150 for the first time since ever. Today I was 203 at breakfast, but I think that is because I have a sore throat. I have definitely learned that when it comes to sites, “when in doubt rip it out!” The Friday to Sunday evening site hurt a bit every once in awhile, but I decided to keep it in. Not a good choice, it is now a little raised, but I am putting antibiotic ointment and band aids on it. If it persists I guess that will be a trip to the doctor, I hate doctors (but that is a post for another time). I had to take the extra insulin pen out of my kit, because I almost did a correction with it out of habit. Not taking shots is definitely the biggest adjustment, not that I miss them. For me it is so automatic to check my blood sugar, do the math quickly in my head, and dial up the pen. No longer am I a human calculator, I am now a professional button presser. I thought it would be hard to trust the pump with the math, but I have actually stopped doing the count in my head already. I cannot wait to see what my HbA1c is at the one month check up. Oh I forgot to mention, tomorrow I get to go to a Stevie Wonder concert. At the time the tickets were purchased we all (parental units and I) thought that it would be better not to leave me alone. Since I would only be on the pump for 5 days. Little did we know the transition would be relatively uneventful. You see my mom really, really loves Stevie and I didn’t want to be the reason why she didn’t get to see him live in concert. So tomorrow I will be rockin’ out to the Motown sound…

Picture time:

Day 14

As I was watching TV Sunday morning, a sad melody started to play from the speakers. Then a little boy said, "My mom pricked my finger". A little girl then said, "And it really really hurt". The scene changed and a little boy said, "I am 11 years old, and my mom says I have had over 11,000 shots." I heard these words and realized that I am one of these kids. That those words could easily come from my mouth too. No child should have to say those words or think about things like that.

There is no cure for Type 1 or Type 2 Diabetes.

Yet.

Day 15

This is our huge bowl of Halloween candy. It has been sitting on our dining room table for a week. As a diabetic, it is not that I can not have candy. I believe you can have anything in moderation. But that is where the problem comes, it is so tempting. I haven't had too much, but I can't wait for the kids to show up and take it away. For me it really is a trick or treat. Trick myself into not wanting it or treat myself with only a piece or two.

There is no cure for Type 1 or Type 2 Diabetes.

Yet.

Day 13 - LBDB

Today's Photo:
Since I am now using an insulin pump, my CDE suggested that I carry extra pump supplies. She said to use the at least one of everything rule. At least one infusion set, 1 insulin cartridge, an extra battery, a few syringes, IV prep wipes, and my current vial of insulin (depending on the weather), and extra test strips. Some people have little black dresses, I now have 3 little black diabetes bags.

There is no cure for Type 1 or Type 2 Diabetes.

Yet.

So the party was fine, no lows, no over eating. All though I was tempted by the towers of pizza I stuck to 2 slices and 2 pumpkin cookies that I made with Splenda. Everyone had a good time. Only one person asked about my pump, and she thought it was my iPod. I told her we would talk about what it was some other time. I wasn't super comfortable disclosing my diabetes in a group of people where I only know a few very well. As the only people at the party who know I am diabetic are the girl who asked about it, who also happened to be the host, and her mom. I just find it very annoying to have the diabetes spot light shone on me, and I didn't want to hear any of that "my grandma has diabetes crap". I also think if it had not been my first day on the pump I would have been slightly more comfortable giving that standard, I have type 1 diabetes education session. Pump post and double picture day Monday! Have a great weekend.

Busy Day & Awesome Beth!

Well today is going to be very busy from my insulin start, to a Halloween party, to celebrating my dad's birthday. I have already taken today's picture and of course it has to do with the starting my pump, lets just say that I am truly a Type 1 Diabetic and it shows in the ketones. After being told not to take my night time dose of Levemir last night, at 6am this morning my blood glucose was 172 (thanks to a supplemental correction shot at 3am), but I was already spilling trace to small ketones.
Well Beth has done it again. Not only did she start the wonderful Diabetes 365 Project.
She has now created a website for the project!
Happy Friday All!

Halloween Party! and Day 11

Well as you know (well who ever reads this on a regular basis would know) tomorrow is the first day I will have insulin in my pump. At 10 I will hop in the Town & Country with my mom and drive up to Baltimore for the final step! I'm more than ready for this. Let's just say it's a day no one in my family thought we would ever get to. Mostly because I am the most stubborn person ever. Okay but on to the real excitement. Tomorrow evening I will be attending a Halloween party at a friend's house. She lives about half an hour away. My parents plan to even go out to dinner near her house, since it is my dad's birthday, just to give me an extra hour or so with them close by. I don't think I will be spending the night, but I know that a party on my first day of pumping is probably testing the waters a little too much. I'm sure I can keep everything in control, I will check my blood sugars regularly and even get my friends to remind me. My doctor and pump trainer didn't seem to think this was a huge deal. They basically said if you are afraid of doing things while on the pump, it isn't giving you the freedom that you should gain from it. I know there will definitely be enough sugar there to correct any possible lows, and I will be careful to monitor how much I eat. I will bring extra everything, an insulin pen just in case. The works. So I am basically looking for any suggestions. Anything to watch out for, whatever you can come up with.

Diabetes 365

Tomorrow I will be attending a Halloween party at a friend's house. I agreed to help her decorate so I went out and got a few things. But I also always remember that most of my friends do not drink diet soda, so I thought I should bring along my own. I have certain friends that I know will always have diet soda in their fridge, this girl is not one of them. It doesn't bother me to have to make a bottle of diet soda a part of my party supplies. This is just another way as a person with diabetes that I must adapt to the way diabetes makes me different.

There is no cure for Type 1 or Type 2 Diabetes.

Yet.

A Real Post & A Picture.

So I promised you a real post and here goes.

I have been wearing my Cozmo insulin pump for 3 days now. In that time I have learned a lot of things about myself and my new buddy Orin. While I am only pumping saline as a part of what I guess my endo would call "home training" it still is pretty realistic. I definitely think that being young has it's advantages when it comes to using a pump. For instance if this was my mom pumping she would have to pull her glasses from a top her head squint at the screen, and call me to help her. If it was my dad he wouldn't even try and I would be completely in charge of helping him manage this device. I know these things because my mom can't use the remote to our television, and almost every time my dad tries to print something off of the computer he calls me to help him.
What have I learned? Well for starters, infusion set insertion is not the horror I imagined. I sat in the endo's office clenching my teeth through the training in anticipation of inserting the infusion set. Turns out it's a piece of cake. The office's pump trainer was very impressed that I knew so much about the pump, but I guess that's what happens when you have a lot of time in between receiving it and going to training. It only took about 45 minutes to go over everything. At one point she was asked, "Can I at least peel off the adhesive protector on the set so I can feel like I am doing my job?" What else? Oh my dogs are very intrigued by the sound of a bolus. That click click click, has them both staring at my hip in wonder with their heads cocked to the side. Sleeping hasn't been to hard, I just place the pump next to me and it usually stays put. When I am alone in a quiet room, that hiss every 3 minutes as my basal rate is delivered is like a constant reminder that the pump is there and working away doing something my body should be able to do without any noise at all. I will have to say that being a perfectionist is probably not going to help me in this. I am going to want everything to go right, from intial basal rates, blood glucose numbers to every single site change. I will get over that slowly. I messed up tonight will loading the new cartridge and doing the new infusion set. I was so upset for no particular reason except that I like things to go right, and when they don't it seems like the end of the world (ANXIETY). Thankfully my mom was there and told me just to breathe, and I know over time it will become even more routine. Until then I'm still working out the kinks and finding what works for me. Now I just have to get to Friday, so I can start the real deal!

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Day 8 - Plastic Pancreas

Today my mom and I went to our pump training session at my endocrinologist's office. If you had asked me even a year ago if I would consider an insulin pump, the answer would have been NO! Over the past few months I have realized that the pump would be the only true way for me to mimic what a normal pancreas should do. A pump is not the right therapy for everyone. An insulin pump is not a cure, it is only another delivery method. I will wear the pump for 4 days with saline, to get used to this new method. Then start on insulin this Friday. In the meantime I will still be taking multiple daily injections. I do not need this device because I have a "bad case of diabetes". I hope that I do not have to be on a pump for 11 years like I was on multiple daily injections. I hope a cure comes sooner. But until there is a cure this is what I will do.

There is no cure for Type 1 or Type 2 Diabetes.

Yet.

From Penny & Bernard, go write Ellen a letter suggesting she feature something about November being Diabetes Awareness Month and November 14th being World Diabetes Day on her show!
I can't write her because I am not 18, but I will ask my mom to do it for me!

Day 7 - Message in a Bottle.

As a person with diabetes, insulin injections become a routine part of life. I have been a diabetic for most of my life, 11 out of my 16 years. This past week marked my last complete (Monday to Sunday) week of multiple daily injections. This photograph is of a water bottle filled with every pen top needle I used this week and the 4 insulin pens I finished ( I had a few half used ones in my fridge, they won't be any good to me by Friday). This is only a part of what I do every week to control my diabetes.

There is no cure for Type 1 or Type 2 Diabetes.

Yet.


10 AM Tomorrow, Pump Training and Saline Start!!!

Day 6 - Waiting

I received my Cozmo Insulin Pump in the mail over 2 weeks ago. Unfortunately because my doctor's office didn't have any available appointments until this Monday, I have 2 boxes of pump supplies just waiting in my living room. I never thought I would be someone who wanted to be on a pump. Now that I feel that pumping is the right decision for me, I can't wait until my appointment Monday. An insulin pump is just one of the insulin delivery options a person with diabetes has. Pumping is not right for everyone, but at this point in time I feel it is right for me.

There is no cure for Type 1 or Type 2 Diabetes.

Yet.

Comments, Posts, and a Countdown!

I know that over the past few days my posts have not been my usual long entries. I have been preoccupied, but I plan to go back to writing as well as posting Diabetes 365 pictures. I can't promise a long entry everyday, but I will definitely be giving you more than a picture and my descriptions at least a few times a week. If you left any comments on the past 5-6 entries and I did not reply on your blog, I have left a few comments in return on those posts. I am becoming lazy about commenting back, I am working on it though.
So we are entering the final countdown to the saline start on Monday (2 days) and pump start on Friday (1 week). I'm stoked! I practiced wearing the pump to sleep the other night by clipping the cannula off of the infusion set, and attaching it with just the adhesive patch. I put an empty cartridge in the pump to connect the tubing to, and wha lah a little pump practice! It worked out just fine. I am the type of person that has to be informed and prepared before I go to the training. It helps me calm my nerves if I know enough before hand. A less anxious Jillian equals a better day for everyone.
My sister is home for the weekend for a little bonding/babysitting me while my parents are away celebrating their 27th wedding anniversary. So I'm sure it will be a good weekend, I love spending time with her. I may not see her again until Thanksgiving. So happy weekend everyone!