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Girls and Pumps: Fashion

I recently received a letter from a girl named Sam who had a pump wearing tip for girls.

Hi! I’m a diabetic too! I read your post about wearing your insulin pump on your boot while you wear a dress, and I have a tip. It’s sort of strange and not to everyone’s liking, but I love it! I wear my pumpinsulin_pump in my shirt on an everyday basis. If I’m wearing a sports bra I just stick my pump in it. I rarely feel it there! Also, you can buy thigh bands for when you wear dresses that have pump pockets. These are ways that don’t make wearing a dress uncomfortable, and that also make it less “awkward” when taking your pump out. Take care!!

I’ve heard putting your pump on your bra, but I’ve never tried it. I guess that’s something I’m going to have to go do.

However, I’ve never heard of thigh bands, and that would be awesome to try out. I’ve always worn shorts under my dresses, and I have mastered the “how to take your pump off under your dress without anyone noticing” technique. It’s really handy.

Thanks for the tip, Sam!


Claire Montgomery

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Fan Mail: Lily

I like fan mail. So I just have to share.

Hi Claire. My name is Lily, and I have read ALL your posts. First I thought it would be horrible to have a pump because it would be uncomfortable but because that you said its really good, I suddenly want one!!! Thank you for helping me like the pump with your awesome and funny posts!!

Writing this blog seems worthwhile to me when I am able to reach out to people and help them with their own journey with diabetes.

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My Closet is a Pharmacy


So before I had the pump we used to shove all of my diabetes supplies in this one cabinet in the kitchen. And it didn’t really work out to well because it was just messy and cramped and unorganized and you couldn’t find anything. It came to the point where I was finding my supplies, and then shutting the door real fast so nothing would fall out. Basically what I would call a mess.

So a while ago I got tired of having all of my diabetes supplies fall out of the cabinet whenever I needed anything, and also I couldn’t fit anything else into the cabinet anymore. So I decided to move everything into my closet. And it turned out to be a really good idea.

Now everything is organized, and I have enough space. And I also get to freak my friends out whenever we look at clothes. And now my closet is no longer a closet, it’s a pharmacy. Which is awesome. Not many people get bragging rights over having a real pharmacy (well, real in my mind) in their CLOSET. Nope. So far I am the only person I know who calls the location of where they keep diabetes stuff a pharmacy. And that makes me awesome. To me at least.

So how do you store your diabetes things? Share your thoughts by commenting.


Claire Montgomery
Type 1 Diabetic, Teenage Pharmacist

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Insulin Pump Fashion

A couple of days ago I wore a dress with some boots. And as I’m sure that my fellow female diabetic pumpers are aware of, even if you have shorts on underneath your dress, it’s pretty awkward to reach up your dress and take your insulin pump out. And then my problem is that I LOVE wearing dresses, and I would totally wear them every day if it weren’t for people saying, “Why are you wearing a dress?” whenever I DO wear a dress. It’s actually pretty annoying. “Because I felt like it.”

So this time I wore a dress with boots, and then I clipped my insulin pump onto my boots, so I could get my insulin pump without having to feel so awkward about it like I usually do.

So band was my first period, and people kept on bugging me out of genuine curiosity because they obviously didn’t have any idea what an insulin pump was, and I must say that I was enjoying the attention. After band I was checking the list to see who made it into Wind Ensemble (the highest band at my school) when a girl came up to me. Her name is Sam, and she told me that she really liked my Medtronic insulin pump, and that her’s was boring and black. It turns out that a flute who sits three feet away from me is a fellow type 1 diabetic. That pretty much made my day. We talked a little about going to diabetes camp, and then I had to leave to go to class.

So if you wear your insulin pump on your boot, you realize that people have a ton in common with you. That little thing made me happy for the rest of the day. :) And I still am happy.


Claire Montgomery
Type 1 Diabetic, Diabetic blogger, Insulin pump fashion-ista.

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Crazy Days Are Here Again

At the moment, I’m not particularly happy. Last night my blood sugars were wacko, and today looks like it’s going to be a repeat of last night.

207 with double arrows going up.

I ate dinner at eight o’clock. I was 60 mg/dL, so I didn’t bolus for my 40 carb meal. In hindsight, I should have bolused a little bit, but still, that shouldn’t have sent me above 250 mg/dL for the next three hours.

Yah, you got it. I alternated from being 280 mg/dL to 300 mg/dL. Oh, and a quick side note: I can’t sleep when I’m high. So I was up until after midnight. Lovely.

I did a new sight change, and yet, two hours later, still above 250 mg/dL. And I’ve got graphs to prove it.

Up, up, and up. Then down. Now up again.

Finally, I got fed up with feeling bad and re-reading several different books (including Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince and Eldest), so I tested again, over-rode the suggestion of zero units of insulin, and gave myself two units. Then I conked out.

Woke up at the wonderfully pleasant number of 90 mg/dL, but apparently we can’t go with out a day of craziness. My CGM says I’m 207 and going up fast.


Claire Montgomery
Type 1 diabetic, Continuous Glucose Monitor User, Frequent Rider of the “Blood Sugar Roller Coaster”

If you have any crazy stories about wacky blood sugars, feel free to contact me!

No Longer a Lump ‘Cause I Got Me a Pump

I’m all pumped up!

Last week my dad came home, bringing with him a small little package of joy. I’m sure that you can guess what it is: A brand new insulin pump.

I immediately programed my settings into it, and once my lantus stopped working, I plugged in.  AND I AM SO HAPPY!!!!! (That’s me getting my excitement out.) My new pump is exactly the same kind (Minimed Paradigm 722), but it doesn’t have the scratch on the screen, and it’s all shiny, and new, and cool, and, and, and……

So long, shots in the bathroom! I can eat without worrying about what I’m going to have or dessert and have FREEDOM! Yay.

The moral of the story is that I’m excited, and that I’ve got a new pump. New pump=Happy Claire :)


Claire Montgomery
Type 1 diabetic, Diabetic pumper, Happy Girl :)

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I Give Myself Shots in the Bathroom Because I´m Cool Like That

Contrary to my ¨I’m cool with it¨ attitude in the title, this is actually one of the weirder things that I’ve done and I’m so looking forward to being able to stop.

As I mentioned in my last post, my pump broke so I am going pump-less for the next couple of days. I am sort of cool with it fashion wise, because now I don’t have to hide it in my school uniform and I don’t have to worry about what to say if someone sees my pump. It’s awesome.

However, now I can’t just eat whatever I want to whenever I want to. Take shot for dinner, oh, we have ice cream, you know, on second thought I think I’ll pass both injection and ice cream.

I’ve decided this for sure: I’ve been taking my pump for granted, and it’s time to cut it out and tell it that I love it. Maybe that’s why it broke in the first place. I’d completely forgotten that it hurts to take 20 units of lantus. Gah.

Also, giving yourself a shot in front of everyone sort of labels you as “freak show”. People already freak out when they see me check my bloodsugar, so much to the extreme that I’ve had to take precautions and go on trips to the bathroom or hide the darn tester under my desk. Giving yourself a shot is just one step to many above “stick a needle into finger and bleed”.

So, I am going to the bathroom and giving myself shots for lunch there. People might think I’ve got really bad diarrhea or something but at least they can miss the “horrifying part of sticking a needle into my arm”.

A little less freaking out, folks. And hold the applause.

I even have to sneak my needles into my lunch box so people don’t see them and wonder. I’m already the weirdo with blond hair who speaks English, so I’m going to try my very hardest not to become the weirdo who gives herself shots and bleeds for the fun of it. Nope, not a chance.


Claire Montgomery
Type 1 Diabetic, Teenage Diabetes Blogger, Cleanest-Stall-in-the-Bathroom-Searcher

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My Key To Life Broke

My brother came up with that one (the title). Actually, my insulin pump broke, but same difference, right?

I got home from school on Thursday and when I tried to bolus for a snack, none of my buttons would work. For those of you who don’t know, I use the MiniMed Paradigm 722.

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.


Claire Montgomery
Type 1 Diabetic, Diabetes Blogger, Pumpless and Unhappy