I know, I’m burning this post title awfully early in the grand timeline of my wearing an insulin pump, but enough has happened already – in just 48 hours – that I’m going for it.
I’ve had an eventful start.
- My first night on a pump, we had pizza for dinner – like you do – celebrating my ability to program a legitimate extended bolus.
- Somewhere in the process of living my life, my infusion set went wonky.
- Despite the wonk, corrections had some effect. Which (incorrectly) led me to think my pump settings were off. Because I would know things were wrong after my first-ever 20-hours wearing this thing.
- After continued blood glucose tests, failed corrections, and general frustration, I did a full site change. Infusion set, insulin cartridge, everything.
- The next 12 hours involved staring at my iPad (monitoring my Nightscout site) as the number slowly fell back into range.