Cosmetic Pump

This Saturday I headed down to Gillette Stadium for the colonial clash (AKA UNH vs. UMASS football game). There were busses and family friends and parking amongst all sorts of college students in various stages of drunkenness. As we started walking into the stadium, I was behind one of our friends with an infant. Therefore security had to check that followed by me with my various diabetes accoutrement. She looked at my pocket and started to reach toward the pump while asking what it was. I told her it was the insulin pump. “No way! They make these cosmetically pleasing now!” I also had a purse made out of a license plate, so I had to open it up. I went through the list of what was in there (glucose tabs, insulin pen & needle, meter, poker, strips). She picked up my extra site “and WHAT is this?” I explained and then she said “wow. You are good. Enjoy the game!”