All day: confusion.
Check: 115. Dexi: 250.
Check: 287. Dexi: 140.
Lots of 'Recheck...that doesn't make sense.'
And 'Really...that's what it says.'
It probably didn't help that we left Dexi home for an errand outing. Or that we went to the pool. She finds that very confusing. Always.
Yet from dawn to dusk, nobody could agree.
Beditme was the most bewildering.
Check: 270. Dexi: 240. We thought there had finally been a meeting of the minds. A small correction was given and some reading began.
Fifteen minutes later, Dexi asked for more blood.
Check: 138. Dexi: still 240. I thought we were in for a long night for sure.
But by 10, the anticipated low had not occurred and did not occur all night. Dexi and the meter had kissed and made up. Today, they were all in synch...like they'd been together forever.
Technology is great. We really love it and are grateful for all the help it gives us in managing diabetes every day. But please visit www.stripsafely.com. Sometimes things to awry. They shouldn't.
Dexi survived the first few salt water laden days of our vacation. Initially, we were checking and reinforcing tape regularly. They we got sidetracked by swimming and beach walking. As we prepared for the outdoor shower after a long beach day, she was discovered to be slightly dislodged. A delicate operation to attempt to resuscitate her failed and she was removed.
Our deal when we first started the Dexcom was that breaks were o.k. The request was to take one at this point, so we did. I must say there were plusses.
It was hard enough to remember the meter kit every time we left the cottage. The constant transferring of the meter and other necessities between my purse, a small string bag and the beach bag was challenge enough. The Dexcom receiver would have been just one more thing to track down - or forget.
While the alarming is, of course, helpful to alert us to high blood sugars, there were a few frozen treats and fried seafood meals I'm glad Dexi never became aware of. We didn't ignore the highs - we tested and corrected regularly. But there's at least one night I'm sure Dexi would have ended up sleeping in the car so she didn't keep us up all night.
Wearing the sensor in the ocean makes me just a smidge nervous. No- it's never fallen completely off, and I don't expect it will. But were it to do so, I'm certain we'd never see it again. It would turn into a mysterious item for someone's beachcombing bucket some day.
I think my daughter was happy to have her belly free. It felt nice to swim and boogie board and dig around in the sand without a protrusion. Also, nobody was looking at it or asking questions about it. The tankinis cover it when she's standing still, but it becomes exposed with movement, and certainly when the bathing suit ruffles float up in the water. The pump site is invisible under her suit, and when she's walking or playing, she wears terry cloth shorts with big pockets to put the pump in. She's willing to answer questions - but a vacation from doing so is nice too.
Dexi's back up and running, and alarming, and being forgotten when we go to the library. We missed her information, and are finding her graphs helpful as we transition from an active vacation to a quiet week at home. There was no objection to starting her up again, and my daughter's glad to have her around on days like today when she's at the pool with a friend.
But the break wasn't bad.