Thursday, August 27, 2015

Sense and Sensorability

Heads up- this might be a good blog to skip if you're squeamish.

I've been using this new Medtronic Enlite pump now for...well, I'm done looking through old blog posts trying to figure it out. It's been a year at least. And I haven't been complaining about it much.

Charles and Eddie, "Would I Lie to You"
If you recognize this song, congratulations. You made it out of the 1990's.

Okay, so I complain about it. But I usually only complain about the incessant, unwavering, unrelenting beeping it does. What I don't complain about is how hard it is to put the sensors in because unlike the Enlite's predecessor, the Revel, it wasn't designed by Torquemada to convince Jews to convert. It's a fairly simple device to insert and I've become pretty good at putting the sensors in. Not only that, they actually last the six days that Medtronic touts, also unlike the Revel, which means I'm sticking myself less than I could be.

I've got the whole thing down to a fail-proof system, actually. Sunday I put in a new sensor. By Monday afternoon it's pluggin' away and pretty damn accurate (something else the Revel wasn't!) Saturday morning it shuts off and I charge the transmitter that sends the blood glucose readings to my pump so that it's ready to be put back on Sunday morning. Easy peasy!

Well, yeah...usually. Very rarely they go in wrong...


My stomach bent that wire-needle combination there, and it was in my stomach when I was trying to pull the needle out. Sucker was so bent it wasn't budging. The needle would only come part way out so I had to waste the whole sensor. When I pulled it out it didn't hurt, but I was kind of queasy for a few minutes after tugging on it and not being able to get it to work right. Nothing like having a bent needle stuck in your stomach to really set your day off on a good note. /sarcasm

I actually have more trouble with the insulin infusion sets, to be honest. They go in wrong all the time, and I'm left with bruises on occasion, too. And I'd love it if I only had to change those every six days instead of every 3-4. And sometimes I'll hit a spot in just the wrong way and I'll start to bleed, and I'm both completely grossed out and fascinated by it. 

No wonder I was having trouble getting insulin to go in- the tube was clogged!

But I digress. I was talking about the sensors.

Frankly, the fact that my hemoglobin A1c jumped from 6.8 to 7.3 in four months is probably an indication of two things- having a toddler makes me too tired to exercise and being annoyed with my noisy sensor to the point of silencing it for hours at a time is not a good thing. I really like sleep, though, and I get more of it when I'm not waking up every two hours to acknowledge that my blood sugar is either possibly maybe going to hit 170 or possibly maybe going to drop to 80. But getting a good night's sleep is no excuse for this kind of thing:

4:34 pm. Not the middle of the night.

Yeah, that was three hours in the high two hundreds that I should have addressed earlier. (To be fair, those little black marks at the bottom are times I gave myself insulin.) So I won't censor my sensor during the day anymore and I'll try not to complain too much about the incessant, unwavering, unrelenting beeping, because the beeping is what's helping me keep my blood sugars in check which can only be a good thing in the long run.

Also, I've received a request to note that my husband is handsome, and smart, and wise, and modest, but I won't do that because it's pandering to a very small demographic.