Insulin Pump Saga: Same-Same

When my granddaughters were learning about matching and grouping things, they pointed out things that matched and said “Same-Same”.  I don’t know why I thought of that. Maybe because my abnormal routine of doctors appointments will be continuing well into the New Year.  NutritionLabel

I passed my test with an A- and was approved to start Pump Initiation then have the 2-day training! This will happen in February, because I’m not going to cram all this before we leave for Laughlin, NV to attend Aunt Kitty’s 90th birthday bash. Both events are too important!

Until February, my homework is to fill out – yep, you guessed it – more paperwork! Not much of it, but I also must get even more precise with the carb counting by using resources (either websites or apps) that will give me a way to break down recipes I usually make for meals, and add these to my personal carb DB, for quick reference, and to keep me from making guesses.

Guessing is strongly discouraged, for obvious reasons.  🙂

Stay tuned…

Insulin Pump Saga: Paperwork

Now that the hardest part is over   Paperwork Mountian(making a decision), you need to fill out the many forms to apply for the pump of your choice.

And I don’t mean the pump manufacturer’s forms. (Those are a breeze, and you have phone numbers to call or their websites to visit.) It’s your doctor’s Medical Facility that runs the background check on you. They don’t really need to do that after you have filled out their 12-page form.

Then… You need to sign up for pump-initiation classes. These are only held once a month, and NEVER are they convenient. Like on the day your husband has surgery, or your aunt’s 90th birthday, 2 states away.

It’s not like I can just drop in to take a make-up class. I drive for 3-hours just to get to the training facility. An hour or two there, then 3-hours home, usually in the dark. Yes, I know. “Have a little cheese with your whine,” you are thinking – and rightly so.

Somehow when I’m tired and run down, my rants morph into whines. As a mother, I learned quickly how irritating whining is when you listen to it. Or, in this case read it.

So I will send myself to bed for some much-needed post-holiday sleep. Right after I finish up some paperwork.  😉

J

Winter Solstice: A Horrible Poem

WinterSolticeWinter is here.

She brings the longest night of the year

Don’t begrudge her cold touch!

For each day will be longer from here,

than the one before.

And she will usher in Spring when she leaves.

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My apologies, but I couldn’t help myself  😉