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Three days, or until the insulin is all used up - that is how long an OmniPod is to be worn for. Before pumping, I was unsure if the scheduled three day replacement interval was going to be a nuisance. I even pondered the idea of trying to sneak in an extra day on the pods- so long as there was enough insulin stowed away in them. Well, that notion, along with a little of my patience, consistently scurries away when I near the end of a pod cycle, and the three day itch sets in. (READ MORE)

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Late Friday night, The Mr. came to bed and snuggled up close to me.
"You scared me this afternoon," he said quietly into my ear.
I had been asleep for some time, but his footsteps woke me. Or perhaps I was sleeping lightly.
"I know," I said. "I was scared, too."
We shared one of those moments Friday afternoon that makes you see so many things in a different way, makes you appreciate even more the people who are there for you.
That morning, I had been feeling a little down about some things. After dropping off No. 2 at the sitter after preschool, I called The Mr. just to chat, but he could hear it in my voice and asked me to come by his office.
"You seem really down," he said hugging me.
"I am," I said. (READ MORE)

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I spent Saturday at the Providence Convention Center.  Getting tattooed.  The product of my inking can be seen in the photo attached to this post.  The picture, I can assure you, doesn't do it justice.  It's really beautiful.  And it means a lot to me.  The script says "I don't need sleep to dream" and I think the winged goddess looks like something out of a daydream - and like a daydreamer herself.  

 

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I should have known that there would be frustration. I guess I thought that since I wasn't new to basal/bolus therapy that my transition from MDI to the pump would be smooth. And it mostly has, but the last two days I have been running higher than usual with no explanation. Enter frustration.
So when Mom called last night to see how Toohey and I were getting along, I was telling her about all the things that could be making me high:
*basal rate set too low *active insulin time set too long *were my jeans too tight today? *I think I'm ovulating *or maybe my period is going to start soon *does my infusion set need to be changed? *when I was on Lantus, I took it at night; do I need a higher overnight basal rate? *is all this stress about my high numbers making things worse?
I think I exhausted her with all these possibilities! I took it all in stride yesterday, but today--not so much. (READ MORE)

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There's a Band Aid on my tummy. A small, flexible-fabric Band Aid.

 

Underneath is neosporin, which is covering up my last pump site. I've never used neosporin -- or a Band Aid -- after pulling a site.

 

That site had been itchy for about a day. I knew it was (over)due for a change, but I had so little insulin in my pump that I didn't want to do two "site changes" back to back.

 

I primed my pump this morning and was preparing to quick-sert the set when I glanced at my soon-to-be-old site. It looked like my skin had been sucked up into the set. I usually leave the old set in for several hours, but this one I quickly ripped out.

 

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Olivia and I trekked in to Boston today, to visit her endo at Joslin. How I loathe that drive. It's two hours and the last 20 miles take at least 45 minutes. Today it took an hour. Holy god, the potholes on Route 9 could swallow a Mack truck.

Anyway. We navigated the Parking Garage Of Doom (otherwise known as Pilgrim St.) and were only (only!) 25 minutes late. I hate being late. It makes me itch.

The endo saw us right away - and Kerri, I told her you said hello. She was very happy to hear how well you're doing. The visit went well, although her A1C went from a 7.7% to an 8.1%. I hate that number. I know it's not supposed to, but it always feels like a failing grade when it gets high like that. Her doctor said it was fine, to be expected in a hormonal (and how!) teenager, but still. I don't like it. It makes my brain go down paths I'd rather they not travel, y'know?
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A little over two weeks ago, on the afternoon of the JDRF gala, I noticed some small bumps around my collar bone. I thought perhaps my skin was breaking out from the stress, although I haven't had anything like that since taking Accutane. I didn't think much of it, but kept an eye on it just in case.

 

I don't recall exactly when, but soon after my chest and stomach were covered in these same small bumps. Red, raised bumps that didn't itch or hurt in any way. I researched on the internet, but couldn't find much that looked like it and had a majority of symptoms. At the same time, I was fighting a cold.

 

By the one week mark, I'd tried tea tree oil as well as a prescription strength anti-inflammatory cream but nothing was helping. In fact, it was just spreading. Some to my back and even more on the front of my torso. Another internet search found pityriasis rosea.

 

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As I stood in the bathroom Friday night, I had to count on my fingers. The math was too much for me any other way. Tuesday, Wednesday... one, two, three. I had to count twice because I didn't believe that I had gotten 11 days out of my Dexcom sensor.

 

I was still getting mostly good readings, but Friday things had started to get a little farther off than I like and I had put extra tape on the peeling sensor to keep it on as long as I could.

 

I was beyond thrilled with how things had gone over the last 11 days. I had not often gone over 200 and when I did I knew why. And my lows were kept at bay. I really felt like I was getting out of Dex what I should have been getting out of it all along. I had this goal in front of me to lower my A1C and I felt like Dex was helping me achieve that goal.

 

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I feel extremely out of sorts with myself lately. I feel out of my own body, like I'm a wakling zombie. I ache, I hurt, I have no energy. And it's greatly affecting my moods. I feel so raw, so broken, so frustrated.

 

I have 61 days left on the Accutane. And I cannot wait. I may even throw a party on my last day. I'm literally going insane at the moment. Just trying to make it 61 more days...without crawling into a hole.

 

I keep reminding myself that it's working. My last check up showed roughly 70% improvement. And this last dosage increase has me even more improved. I'm going several days to a week without breakouts, getting far fewer when they happen, and not spending as much time hating myself in the mirror. I wish I was completely clear, but I know that I'm just finishing the third month here and I have two more to go so I can't expect perfection quite yet.

 

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I updated my logbook and did the usual averages last night. I jumped from the 160/170 range to the 170/180 range over the last week. That's with a one unit increase in Lantus too.

 

It seems like my morning numbers have jumped back up again. I'm easily waking up in the 180 to 220 range. A few morning highs are from snacks or large meals the night before, but mostly I'm not dropping at all overnight. So I bumped the Lantus again, this time from 16 units to 17 units at bedtime.

 

My other problem area is post-meal numbers. There are only a handful of decent spikes after my larger meals (breakfast and dinner). Mostly, I'm staying out of range for several hours on end. So I'm going to spend the week testing my insulin to carb ratios and getting a better feel for exactly what is going on with these post-prandials.

 

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