Saturday, January 8, 2011

CGM Love Affair

I have a new love in my life!  And yes, my husband's only slightly jealous!

It's my new CGM, whom I've yet to name (Kim, maybe you can help me out with that).  It's not even been a month yet, but I am totally, completely in love.  How did I ever live without it?

Don't worry, I wasn't really 61.
77. The CGM hadn't quite caught
up from my low yet.

Ok, so maybe I'm being a little overdramatic, but oh well.  As my bio says, it's become a tumultuous yet rewarding affair.  Rewarding, because being able to track trends in my blood sugar (bs) is amazing!  My last A1C was 8.0 (not stellar) and I KNOW the next one is going to be better, thanks to my CGM and the fact that I actually care what my bs is now (more on my struggles with apathy and burnout later).

So, yes, when all's working well, it's rewarding.  I thought it would bother me to have another robot part attached 24/7, but it doesn't.  Though I've heard glowing reports from Dexcom users, I decided to stick with the Medtronic CGM so it would link with my pump.  And overall, I'm pleased.  More than pleased, I'm thrilled, even if the bugger does look like a seashell.

Sally sells seashells by the seashore...
On to the tumultuous part.  As much as I love CGM, it doesn't always cooperate.  Or do want I want.  Or hold up it's end of the deal.  And no, I'm not talking about when we fight about the number on the screen.  You know, when I look down and see double up or down arrows (never good) and I scream and curse at it.  No, I mean like what happened this afternoon.

Got the new sensor in in spite of the enormous needle: check.  MiniLink transmitter charged: check.  Flashing green light when I insert the tester: check.  Flashing green light when I hook it up to the sensor: check!  Ok then, time to tape the crap out of it.

So we're good to go?  Nope.  Ten minutes in, and the signal is lost.  A few choice words and a few tries at the "find lost sensor" option and nada.  No luck.  Grrrrr!

I'm about ready to rip the whole thing out, but I don't, because those sensors are EXPENSIVE!  Not to mention all the IV3000 tape piled on top.

But before I do anything drastic, I call Minimed.  They have me try a few things, and after hitting "start new sensor" a few times-- Hallelujah, a signal!  Oh, so now you feel cooperative, do you?  Uh-huh, go ahead, be like that.  See if I care.

A whole lotta drama for such a little piece of equipment.  Like I said, rewarding, yet tumultuous.  After all, life would be no fun without a few love/hate relationships, right? ;)

1 comment:

  1. Haha! Great blog :o) Diabetes robot parts are how I honed my swearing skills into the stellar second language I now fluently speak ;o)