Ping to Pod
When Luke was diagnosed at 14 months, we chose a pump within days while still in the hospital. I didn’t realize that this was unusual – many people still hear that they need to “master the basics” with shots before going on the pump. We were giving such tiny doses – even with compounded insulin – we could barely see them. Control was a joke, with BGs swinging easily from 40 to 400 (it was the first week after dx, but still…). We chose the pump with the smallest increments, the Animus. Two bonus features: we could bolus from the remote and it was waterproof.
And it has been a great little pump.
Well – not so little. Luke wore it in shirt pockets on his back, and he looked like a Jetsons kid sporting a jet pack. To hug Luke was to hug his pump. “Woah, did I just break something?” my brother-in-law startled after giving Luke a big hug.
Even stripped down to skivvies, our boy looked like a little Marlon Brando in his tight, stained wife-beaters that held the pump.
And there were the bubbles that had us priming every night.
And there were the basal changes that could only be made directly in the pump, often in the middle of the night, which meant rolling him on his side, fumbling under the PJs for the undershirt pocket, pulling out the pump to make edits, and wrestling the pump back into the pocket – without waking the boy.
And he needed his pump while swimming or we’d get highs afterward.
The last straw was that our insurance was soon to scale back, so just before Omnipod’s Cut the Cord program ended on Jan. 1, Luke became a Podder. Thanks to bloggers like Lorraine, Amy, Laura, Joanne, Hallie, Denise, and now Dawn and Stephanie (and older podders – Grace, Q, Stacey, I’m sure I’m missing some), I knew it could be done, limited real estate and all.
We’re just a couple days in, so who knows how this will go – I’ve heard the stories about squealing pods, inexplicable failures, skin rashes, no IOB for carb boluses, and am sure there will be some swearing down the line.
But this evening, whenever I hugged Luke, I felt – his back (the Pod is on his butt). And when he changed into pajamas, all I saw was – his slender back. I half expected to see moss. He walked around with his hand up his back for a while, rubbing absently. “Why the pod that’s all there is?” he asked. “That’s the pump?”
” Yep, bud, that’s all there is,” I said. “Want to keep it for a while?”
(Every time we had talked about the Omnipod with Luke, he had shaken his head and put insisted, “I want to wear the black pump all day and all night!” Don’t know where he gets that distrust of change.)
But he’s keeping an open mind, it seems. ” Yeah, it’s ok,” he said, and snuggled under the covers with a smile.