One of the first "cons" I had when I thought of pumping was that I didn't want something attached to me all the time. That doesn't even graze the Top 10 Problems With Pumping. What happened to me today is by far the No. 1 thing I hate about pumping: equipment malfunction, especially when you're coasting along enjoying everything going right.

I got so mad at diabetes and my pump and my meter after lunch. I was so mad that I was fighting the urge to cry. I tried a hip site the other day because I was running out of room on my abdomen. That morning my post breakfast was 250 for a meal that I'd normally be under 100 for. I briefly considered changing my site, but my BS went down with a correction. I haven't been running high since then, but I have been higher than usual after meals that I'm normally in range for.

Today I disconnected mid-morning to upload my pump numbers to MiniMed's CareLink web site so my endo and CDE can have fresh information before my appointment on Monday. I reattached and even went down to 71 right before lunch. Sometime between 11 a.m. and noon something freaky happened with the plastic housing that is part of the canulla.

The Mr. and I went to Taco Bell for lunch and I even looked up what I had in my Calorie King book so I could bolus right for it (because I usually completely miss the mark when I guess at Taco Bell). I checked at two hours and I was 348!! So the big, honkin' bolus I gave for lunch never made it! I was so pissed. I used the bolus wizard on my pump to correct (1.7 units wasn't going to do it, though). Twenty minutes later I checked my BS again and I was 401!! I was beyond mad and did a manual bolus of four units.

I got even madder and decided I had had it with my site and was changing it. So when I reached into my pants to disconnect I realized I wasn't even connected!! I tried to reconnect and realized that the ring at the end of the tubing won't even attach to the site. At first I thought it was just that it was at a weird angle and I couldn't get to it right. So I changed my site and pulled the old one ready for a blood spew or something. When it was off I tried to reattach the tubing to the site and it wouldn't go. Somehow the notches that guide the ring on the tubing had shifted and I couldn't even move them with my fingernail.

I continued to check my BS and continued to climb into the mid-400s. I was so angry that I wanted to go for a walk just for a change of scenery, but with my BS so high, I didn't want to "exercise" and make things worse. I rage bolused another four units, drowned myself in water and tried not to devour every last bite of chocolate I could find. Within an hour I was into the 300s and getting less angry.

Today I hate diabetes.