August 23rd, 2011 by KerriSparling in Opinion
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I have several One Touch meters, a Freestyle one, and a Dexcom continuous glucose monitor that I consult on a regular basis. (Not usually at the same time, but I have been doing multiple checks recently. More on that below.) I also have an Agamatrix meter and an Accu-chek one, somewhere in the diabetes cupboard in the bathroom, only without any strips that aren’t expired.
And I have a lot of anxiety when it comes to glucose meters. The variability of these machines makes me crazy in the head, and it caused me a lot of grief when I was pregnant, because my blood sugar goal range at that point was so tight and so specific, and any variability was huge for me. (I shared some samples of wonky results in this post.)
In the last few weeks, I’ve been doing some experimenting with my meters, Read more »
*This blog post was originally published at Six Until Me.*
April 16th, 2011 by KerriSparling in True Stories
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If there’s one thing that takes a consistent beating as a result of diabetes (other than my internal organs, of course), it would be this little guy:
My insulin pump. This is a part of my diabetes management plan 24 hours a day, seven days a week. Very rarely do I take “pump vacations,” so for the most part, I’m connected at all times. On an average day, the pump endures sleeping in the bed with me, the baby’s wake-up routine (which includes her grabbing the pump site, regardless of where it is located), playing all day, working, cleaning the house and my body, conference calls and email blitzes, the gym, routine awkwardness, et cetera ad nauseum.
Which means that this expensive, life-changing little gadget gets battered around on a regular basis. Apparently, these things are built to be durable (to a certain extent), as I only cracked my Minimed pump once, and I haven’t injured this one irreparably yet. (Despite the months of clumsy, pre-eclampsia pregnancy hands during which I dropped everything I touched. I was like Gravity Midas.) But recently, I scuffed into the door jamb, and was left with this new, giant white scuff on the screen. Read more »
*This blog post was originally published at Six Until Me.*
