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A year ago, we got the Dexcom and it changed our lives.
There was so much hype about the Dexcom and so many trusted members of the diabetes community singing its praises that it could no longer be ignored. During the past year it became a transformative tool in our diabetes toolbox.
Me and Dexcom became old pals; going everywhere together. A friend recently commented on some Instagram photos I posted; aptly calling the Dexcom my Flat Stanley.
I grew so dependent upon the Dexcom that when it occasionally went away and Charlie took short Dexcom vacations, I felt more vulnerable than ever to the dangers of type 1 diabetes.
At Charlie’s request, we recently had our longest Dexcom break – just over two-and-a-half weeks. I’ll sound like just a wonderful dad if I say that Charlie asked for a break and we gave it to him. I’d like to say that I told Charlie, “take all the time you need.”
I didn’t. After about a week, I was like, “so …. Dexcom???”
But it’s hard not to notice Charlie scratching the outer edges of tape on the side of his bicep. When Charlie asked for a break this last time, he said, “I want my skin to look normal again.”
After the initial thrill of having the Dexcom receiver in our hands, I remember Susanne and me fantasizing about incredible possibilities. The impossible, never-gonna-happen possibilities.
“Could you imagine if we could be anywhere and simply look at our phone to see Charlie’s blood sugars?”
Megan was diagnosed in 2009 with Type I. As an RN, she was familiar with the medical side of her diagnosis; learning to be a good patient on the other hand, was and continues to be the challenge of her day to day life. (Read More)