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55, 48, 35. These numbers mean nothing really until you see them on the One Touch after testing because you feel a little off. Not low, just a little off. Or maybe you don't even feel off, you're just testing because you're about to eat lunch. These are the moments (like this one!) you start shoveling Skittles down your throat because the second you see that low is when you start to feel it. And it feels like s%$t!! (It's not easy to type when you're low, by the way.)
Happens on the other side of the spectrum for me, too. Sure there are times when cotton mouth, fatigue and a hideous headache clue me in to a ridiculous high, but there are just as many times when I feel perfectly fine and I find that I'm well over 200 or 300.
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Caller ID said "Nevada." I don't know anyone in Nevada. Last time my caller ID indicated a state in which I don't know anyone, I took a chance and it was a sales call. A flippin' sales call on my cell phone. But, I answered Nevada anyway. Good thing I did because it was the Dexcom rep for my area returning my call. (This poor guy is in Las Vegas and his territory covers Vegas, Phoenix and north to Montana or some other "M" state.)
He asked me about my situation and why I wanted to try a CGMS. I told him I had been a pumper since January and that I had tried the MiniMed CGMS earlier this year and liked it but couldn't get my insurance to cover it and decided to give up after continued denials. I told him about my hypo- and hyper-unawareness and that I wanted something that will clue me in to where I am between tests.
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It's the end of the week.
He said I'd know something by the end of the week.
I called Monday. I called today. I don't know anything yet.
I know that his territory covers three enormous states, but doesn't he know that he's dealing with the world's most impatient person?
I really thought that by calling on Monday he'd have called by now. But nothing.
I'll be a pest and call tomorrow, too. I know, so not likely to be productive, but I want to know what I'm dealing with.
A potential complication, though, is my decision not to be seen at Mayo anymore. You have to have a doctor sign off on the prescription, which makes sense. And with me technically not being seen by M2 anymore, she can't sign off on it.
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I want to be healthy. I want to live as long as I can. I want to be complication free. I want to not have diabetes.
3 of those 4 statements above I can actually do something about. I can watch what I eat, exercise, and check my blood sugar all the time. I cannot cure myself but if I can take care of the other three then I would be doing pretty good in my book.
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Between the time I got on the phone with S., a Dexcom rep, and the time I hung up my emotions swung wildly. I went from being moderately happy about contacting a CGMS rep to being beyond excited that I was actually in a place where I could get the process started.
"How much success have you had getting approvals with my insurance company?" I tentatively asked S.
Things are getting better, he told me. More insurance companies are getting on board all the time. I was skeptical, telling S. that I had been told that in January when I was with a different insurance company and was denied three times. Enough denials that I quit trying.
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