I happily posted this on FB last night: “M (aka my husband) just did his first Dexcom insert in MY arm. Yay for my T3!”
15 minutes later – “Sensor Failed” (I didn’t do an FB post for that. I don’t like showing my stupidity on FB.)
I think we skipped a step – he was nervous – I was stupid and nervous. We’ve been married a very long time but he’s never had to shoot a needle into me.
So we did it again. And so far, it’s working just fine. Although its first few hours were a little wonky and really annoying at 2am but… “It’s 2am and your blood sugar is 42.” No it wasn’t. Sigh… It was 92.
Today’s been good. I just keep forgetting it’s there when I’m changing clothes. Luckily, I haven’t ripped it off, yet.