Untethered

Despite my last experience off my pump and on Lantus, I decided I was ready for another break from my pump. This time I picked up a fresh vial of Lantus from CVS, because I am fairly certain the last fiasco was caused by old Lantus.

So Thursday night I pulled out one of my old friends, a syringe, and loaded it with 40 units of Lantus, pinched an inch on my side, and slowly injected it. The result was a blissful night without rolling over on a pump, being able to go to the bathroom without the pump dragging my shorts down to my knees (it was wonderful to be able to pee without having to hold up my shorts).

The next day was sort of strange. I kept thinking I must have left the house without something important like my wallet. I caught myself more than once instinctively reaching for my belt to check that my pump was safely attached to my hip. Sure enough, it wasn't. Just my handy new Blackberry. For once I was able to work without looking like Han Solo. I was also pleasantly surprised at my blood sugar control. I expected some speed bumps (like that first early morning interrupted by my bladder telling me my BG was unreasonably high: the result of a late-absorption of a PB&J). And then there was lunchtime today when I dropped my vial of Novolog on the floor at Cracker Barrel before I was able to bolus. Luckily Emma loaned me some of hers.

Other than that, my BG control on Lantus and Novolog injections has been nothing short of excellent. I wonder if that is because the Lantus somehow gives me better control or if I am just being that much more careful?

I have been pleased enough with the results that I think I will remain pump-less for at least a few more days. It seems like such a waste, my pump sitting on the kitchen counter quietly pumping insulin into no one. I wonder if it knows? Hang in there Achilles, I'll return to you soon.