Well, it’s been an interesting time lately, Christmas flew by without T1D getting in the way, and the new year was celebrated in style. We woke feeling relaxed and hopeful on New Years Day, only by lunch time, to have all sorts of alarms going off signalling a broken pump beyond repair and due to bank holidays….. an enforced pump break.
As I ransacked the cupboards for needles and pens, I tried desperately to remember the bolus ratios and total basal amounts. Not quite the start to the year we had envisaged! Still, it did open a little window for a teen who really was struggling with T1D. It meant that the decision for pump or for pens could be seriously considered. She was unbelievably relieved to go back on her pump but a few days later, she suddenly decided that pens were the way to go for her. We listened and acted on it and I made the reluctant step away from our friend Percy the Pump who I have come to know so well, and step towards needles and insulin cartridges that I could barely remember.
How much we had forgotten about using pens! What were we going to do without temporary basal rates and extended boluses? How were we going to correct at night without waking her?
After some days seeming like months and nights seeming like years, and an extremely patient and understanding medical team, it suddenly started to click into place. Levels started to become a little more predictable and the equipment started to become familiar again. Perhaps the biggest change though was my daughter. I noticed as in tiny ways she looked more comfortable with T1. That’s not to say she enjoys it now at all, and it is not easy at all, and levels still are, as with anyone with T1 are up and down, but for her, for the moment, multiple daily injections are easier for her to deal with.
The next thing we had to work out, was where should we keep the pens when we’re out and about? The answer….a new pencil case 🙂 Yay! New Year, new stationary! 🙂