Sunday afternoon we loaded up and hit the road to Birmingham for an early a.m. appointment with Dr. Ashraf.
This next picture is the definition of trooper. After her appointment with the Dr, we had to attend another pump class. She slept and entertained herself for over three hours, not counting how amazing she was when we put the "pod" on her arm. The nurse educator said it would hurt more than a shot and would make a rat trap noise. This super-awesome child didn't even flinch. :)
I took this next picture with my cell phone and it's blurry. I love it though. (Will's expression says it all- tired and unconditional love) She slept almost until we reached Montgomery. :)
This is the PDM on my leg that controls the pod on her arm. I was in the backseat quizzing myself and Will and checking it all out. It's like playing with a new cell phone, but you have to be a bit more careful than just losing your contacts. Hello Omnipod, I think I'm going to love you.
I checked her blood sugar north of Montgomery and knew she had to eat within 15 or 20 minutes. (No biggie, 'cause I've got the PDM on my leg) We wheeled through "Old McDonalds" and I gave her a small "bolus" (dose of insulin), while Will ordered her Happy Meal. Then, after she finished eating, going down 231 South, I hit a few buttons and it gave her the remainder of her dose. Talk to me!! Is that something or what?
|See the pod on her left arm? It has insulin in it and we change the pod every 2-3 days|