Today we’re going to share our most memorable diabetes day. You can take this anywhere…. your or your loved one’s diagnosis, a bad low, a bad high, a big success, any day that you’d like to share.
I remember the day I got my pump. I was still on a Lente & Regular insulin regiment at the time, so no one knew how my body would transition. I was excited. Beyond excited. My doctors and nurses had been telling me that I was a good candidate for a pump for a couple of years, but I wanted nothing to do with it. When I did decide I wanted to switch, it was a fast paced process. We went to the appointment in the morning, and I filled my pump with insulin and my basal rates were all the same (I think they stayed that way for 48 hours max). My first D friend and I were getting our pumps together, so she was there too, and it was great to have someone just as excited and nervous as I was. I remember the nurse having a pager that we were allowed to call that first week and I think I called all the time the first couple days, but less and less as the day went on.
The thing I was most excited about was the need to not eat on a specific schedule. My mom and I planned to go out to lunch with my grandmother that day. So after we finished getting set up, we drove to see her. If I normally ate lunch at 12, it was 1:30 before we got to lunch. I WAS SO HUNGRY. My mother was just as excited as I was, but I didn’t know if I was ready to wait that long yet! Lunch was fried seafood and it was so good, but I needed to go back to my schedule a little bit. My diabetes may not have needed it, but I had been living on a schedule for so long that throwing it out the window in an instant was too difficult. I no longer have to live on a schedule, but I still try to because that is when I feel best.