To me, it is equal parts hilarious, disturbing and normal that I can and do get excited about new diabetes tools. I waited on pins and needles for Dexcom to show up a year ago. And now I'm nearly beside myself that Dexcom Plus has shown up!

I upgraded last week (and thanks to my flexible spending account pre-loaded debit card had absolutely no trouble spending my deductible in the second week of January) and waited fairly patiently for FedEx. I even purposefully didn't insert a new sensor after taking out the last one at my ortho's office last week (x-rays) hoping that I'd have the new contraption in my hands before the end of the week. (No such luck, though.)

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In a word, last night was crazy. And I think I have a problem. OK that's more than one word.

So I've been getting about 10-12 days out of my Dexcom sensors (woot!) and decided to order another box after I opened my last sensor. Big mistake because that sensor went bad after less than 12 hours. So while I had ordered the next box, there was a holiday thrown in the mix and I wound up without sensors for about a week. (Next time I'll reorder when I have two left.)

So I was readjusting to life after a four-day holiday weekend and to finally having Dexcom back. Last night Dexcom apparently screamed at me more than once. The Mr. said it alarmed three times. I only remember the time I looked at it and it said I was 50 mg/dL. And then I remember thinking this exact thought: There's no way I'm 50. I'm not 50. I don't feel 50. Stupid sensor.

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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’m going back to Dex. While I’m mostly OK with not wearing the Dexcom CGMS, I think I miss it a little.
 

Poor Dex has been collecting dust in a cabinet since February when I inserted my last sensor. Yes, my insurance company had finally decided to pay for the sensors, but I hadn’t reached my deductible yet and couldn’t afford the $500.
 

I’ve been thinking a lot about going back to Dexcom since my last endo appointment when I found out my A1C was 7.5 and I nearly fell out of my chair from shock. I’m meeting my endo again in 8 weeks and in addition to an improved A1C I’d like to be able to show her some charts and graphs from Dex.
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