I was all ready to post this:
I felt defeated. I mentally counted how many test strips I had with me, and wondered if I should set up some reminders to test every hour. (Have I mentioned that not wearing my CGM makes me feel a little helpless?)
But then, as I reached in the wrong pocket for my insulin pump, I discovered:
Apparently my hip is dead? How did I not feel that in my pocket? Ixnay on the anicpay. We're good.
(Sidenote: I am really, really going to miss Picnik when it shuts down next month.)
I couldn't find mine one day after watching a movie. I searched high and low including tearing my couch apart, cushion by cushion. I was in panic mode trying to remember the last time I'd looked at it. Then I heard it beep. From Lucky's kennel. Under the T-shirt she sleeps on. Surprisingly enough, it was not chewed. Should've been the first place I looked! So glad you found yours.ReplyDelete
Glad you had it with you!ReplyDelete
... and we might be pants-twins today.
This is EXACTLY why I'll never get a tubeless patch-pump. If the stuff I need is not connected to me, I'm sure I'd lose or forget it. Glad you found your Dex.ReplyDelete
Glad you found it, and it wasn't Missing in Bolus-Action.ReplyDelete
Ah....that panicked moment!!! WHEW!ReplyDelete
PS -- I'm in denial and mourning over Picnik. I totally plan to sign in on the day it dies, expecting a completely new thing-a-ma-bob, only owned by Google.