Summer is finally here, and I've spent the last week being happily lazy and carefree as can be. My dorm was packed, I said my farewells to Hightower 119, and bid goodbye to all of my friends until the Fall.
And I have more time to blog!
I think this Summer will be great. I'm spending a good amount of time in both Georgia and Florida, and I can't wait until I can see my friends again. It will be nice to sit out by the pool and get tan, and not be scoffed at for my perfectly-conservative-by-Floridian-terms short shorts.
There's also some business to get down to once I am in Florida again. I will be seeing my endocrinologist, and I'm considering asking her about the insulin pump for the first time ever. I have spent my entire Diabetes career anti-pump but now I feel like I might be ready to take a leap of faith. Or maybe it's because I'm sick of feeling pressured by everyone into getting one, and they tell me how great and easy it will apparently make my life. I just don't see it quite yet. Maybe I lack vision. But I am willing to at least give the pump a try. I don't know if it will change my life greatly, and I don't know if it will change my life for better or worse. I don't ever know if I am going to get the pump. But I suppose I owe it to myself to try the available options of treatment and, while the pump is not a CGM (what I really want), maybe it will improve my treatment.
Will the pump be annoying? What about at princess or clown parties? As a Florida girl, will it affect swimming? Will it be annoying to have something attached to me? Will it hurt? My mind swims with worries, but also with curiosity. Either way, I'm still getting pricked by needles. Which I still loathe ( I hate how I have little light red pinpricks visible all over my skin), but maybe I'll loathe one less than the other. I guess I won't know until I try.
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