Well, after a heart-pounding 24 hours, Holter and I have parted ways. I took him home after work today. I hope to hear from him soon. I’m so glad to be free of his tentacle-like grasp on my torso. So itchy and irritating! The experience of being tethered to an electronic box was something I’ll have to get used to. The process for my insulin pump has been started. Yahoo! This is going to make my life SO MUCH easier.
I guess it freaks some people out, those who aren’t familiar with it. I forget that I live in this whole other world with this whole other language sometimes. I’m so excited. No more shots! Well, more like 1 shot every 3 days, as opposed to the 5 a day I’m up to now. Plus the pump I’m getting has an optional remote so I wouldn’t even have to pull it out to “bolus” (set it to temporarily increase the amount of insulin it’s pushing into me to offset what I’m eating), I could just push a button and I’m done! I don’t know why I’ve been so resistant to it. I guess I was a little freaked by the whole appliance factor. I mean, shooting myself up with insulin 5x a day can suck, but when I’m not shooting up, I’m not thinking about it. Somehow I guess I thought of myself as being “sicker” if I had a pump. Silly, because really all it is is an external pancreas. Non-diabetics’ pancreases run on an automatic transmission while mine is a manual. It’s also especially important because I’m making strides toward my ultimate goal of becoming a nurse. Step 1 is getting my pre-reqs out of the way (Anatomy & Physiology being the biggie, gulp.) so I can get into a nursing program. I’m scared but excited. This is my true calling.
In other medical-type news: Grey’s was pretty good, eh? I totally called the ending but I enjoyed everything leading up to it. Cristina’s dollar-store spree made me laugh in a gallows humor type way because I did something similar. It was just after college, and after the big Disney trip. I was grocery shopping preparing for my first night alone in my new apartment. I had a breakdown in the middle of Waldbaums and bought every type of light bulb and air freshener I could.
February 23rd, 2007 at 6:10 pm
For some reason, I now have that Backstreet Boys song “Quit Playin Games with My Heart” in my heart. Was that the Backstreet Boys? One of those bands.
February 25th, 2007 at 11:32 am
I’m very happy you are getting the insulin pump. You’ve done extraordinarily well with managing your diabetes for fifteen years. (Okay, so maybe any smaller episodes were saved up for one big bang last June). I believe the pump will give you and Nate more peace of mind and freedom.