Last night as I was driving home I got a text. I usually only get texts from one person, so I was expecting a newborn-baby update, but instead I saw a tracking number.

My DexCom rep had finally gotten my starter kit shipped to me.

First thing this morning, I logged on to FedEx and tracked the package. At 7:15 a.m. it was at the distribution facility; at 8:39 a.m. it was on the delivery truck. If anyone could have seen me they would have thought I was a freak looking out the window at the sound of every potential delivery truck.

Wednesdays I telework and I started working on something that required a musical distraction. Being home alone, I cranked up some 80s music.

11:02 a.m. the doorbell rang. As I went downstairs I heard the diesel truck moving away from the house. It was finally here. Strangely, I didn't feel overly excited. I must have burned up all that excitement waiting for it to get here.

I was surprised at the blank box it came in and its smallness. Without reading any instructions, I found the receiver and an adapter and began charging. And then randomly clicking "OK" to see if anything other than a blank screen shows up. The initial beep was very loud and I immediately thought I'd have to figure out how to turn it down so I don't disturb any coworkers.

And more good news came yesterday when I found that my insurance company's policy on continuous glucose monitors has changed. Although we don't know yet exactly what that means and whether or not it will cover the sensors.

All this gobbledy gook to say that I'm really psyched to be getting started on this -- especially with the wicked overnight problems I've been having: go to bed at 158, wake up at 304. And with having another new-doctor appointment next week, this will provide some really awesome information.