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Interrupted

April 8, 2013

I am a big fan of never letting diabetes interfere with life.  This weekend it took everything in my power to not let this happen.  I went to Sunday River again for Parrothead weekend, which is my ultimate “leave all my worries behind” weekend.  The weekend started like any other, and skiing too.  As we were riding up the chairlift, my pump started yelling at me, and it was because of a low battery.  By the time we stopped for lunch (about an hour later), my pump was yelling at me again.

Unwelcomed

Unwelcomed

Diabetes got in the way, but still didn't ruin our time

Diabetes got in the way, but still didn’t ruin our time

We had just bought our lunches at the top of the mountain, and were planning a few more post-lunch runs.  I ate as fast as I could and we skied down and returned to the hotel.  Diabetes just officially cut a ski day short.  I ran to my diabetes travel box and grabbed my brand new package of batteries.  I put a new one in and nothing.  All I saw was a blank screen.  I took it out and put it back in. Still nothing.  I found a needle (by asking my friend because mine was still on the coffee table) and took a shot of lantus (which I hate!).  I called Animas and he asked all sorts of questions of which I had done everything he thought of, and he asked me to take out the battery one more time.  I blew on the cap, put it back in and it worked.  And then I got even more grumbly because I already took a shot of Lantus.  I had also taken out my pump site, so I put one of those in, called Abby to see what I should do next.  I set my basal to -70% for 2 hours because Lantus apparently doesn’t always start working right away.  I set my alarm so that I could turn it off in 2 hours.  We changed and off we went to the festivities.

Don't let the sun fool you, it was cold!

Don’t let the sun fool you, it was cold!

This weekend is all about enjoying the drinks, enjoying the music & making new friends.  I did not let diabetes interfere with any of this!  When I tested after the first drink though and I was 450, I was less than pleased.  I bolused and turned on my basal.  I then started double fisting drinks and water.  When I downed the water, and needed more, but didn’t want to stand in line, we got random people to “buy” me water.  (By we, I mean not me.)  Sometimes people would give me funny looks, but as soon as I told them this was not a personal choice, but my insulin pump had stopped working earlier, and now I was playing catch up, they backed off.

Parrothead festivities

Parrothead festivities

We hadn’t planned on staying very long, but 5 hours later we left.  Diabetes definitely interrupted and changed the way I participated, but it did not STOP me from having fun.

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5 Comments leave one →
  1. April 8, 2013 9:48 AM

    Sorry about the crappy battery thing. Glad you didn’t let it ruin your day!

  2. April 8, 2013 9:56 AM

    Aw man, that sucks. I’m glad you were able to make the most of the day, even though diabetes stuck its greedy nose in the way.

  3. April 8, 2013 10:05 PM

    I love how much fun you have.

    • April 14, 2013 10:20 AM

      Thanks Katy! I’m going to enjoy everything I can while I’m young enough to do so 🙂

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