I wrote previously about the contact dermatitis that I have been experiencing, likely caused by a chemical in the adhesive that sticks the pods to my skin. As winter approaches, and the humidity in the air decreases, the dermatitis has worsened. I made an appointment with a dermatologist in March, because they are scheduling out that far. In the meantime, I will need to figure out what to do.
For the first time, I put the pod on my thigh. Its on the front, but toward the outside. This way I don’t lay directly on it when I sleep on my side. It feels a little funny there, but only because I’ve never had a pod there before. I added an extra strip of 3M IV tape to it just to make sure it stays on. Its been working! Meaning the insulin is absorbing there, so I can’t complain. This is all in hopes that my other sites (my arms and the left side of my back) will have some extra time to heal before I use them again. All in all, alternating infusion sites is recommended, so I’m glad I found another place that works. I plan to wear dresses with tights on Monday and Tuesday, so they’ll be completely hidden. It just looks like I have something in my pocket when I wear pants.
I realized that I completely missed my diagnosis anniversary this year. I’m not sure if that’s a good or a bad thing. I like to remember it because usually I can weasel some special treatment out of my family for it 🙂 Sometimes we go to dinner, sometimes mama gives me a little present. This year, September 17th came and went without anyone batting an eyelash.
I thought about it once at the beginning of October, but it came to mind again on Friday night when I was out with a friend. I got a text from one of my best friends, Sören, a 3rd year medical student. The text was simply two photos. One of an infusion site stuck to his abdomen, and the other of a Medtronic MiniMed insulin pump. I guess his assignment was to play around with an insulin pump for the weekend, using saline of course. But he really activated the site. I ended up with tears in my eyes after seeing the photos.
People have allowed me to check their blood sugars in the last 6 years, but no one has ever offered to stick a pen needle into themselves before. I think it’s because they ‘get something’ out of having their blood sugar tested. They get the result that tells them they’re normal. They don’t get anything out of sticking a needle into themselves, unless they like that kind of thing. The majority of my friends and family do not like that kind of thing. So having a friend that is a little closer to understanding the experience of diabetes is comforting. Thanks, Sören!