My brother came up with that one (the title). Actually, my insulin pump broke, but same difference, right?
So anyway, I was playing around with it and changed the battery a couple of times to make sure that it wasn’t a battery problem, and then I called Medtronic. Yup, sure enough it was broken. Lovely. Not.
So I’m back to injections for the next couple of days, and I’ve been quickly realizing why I went onto the pump in the first place and how much easier my life has been. (Not to offend those of you on injections. I’ve also realized how much cooler you guys are with having figured out how to make your life work with injections.)
It even gets more complicated then it already is. Remember how I live in Mexico? Well, that means mail is a lot more complicated. Usually Medtronic will send you another pump overnight and it will arrive the next day. That really isn’t an option when your living in Mexico. My dad regularly leaves to the US for work so we had the pump shipped to his next hotel.
Nonetheless, I am pumpless for the next few days. At first I thought it was awesome. I could wear what ever shirt I wanted to without my pump sticking out and there weren’t any holes in my body. But then I started to hate my 20 units of Lantus every night, taking a shot whenever I wanted a banana, and well, you get the idea.
We’ll see what happens.
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