Saturday, 26 January 2013

Nice to meet you, Pump

Yesterday I met for tea with someone that I don't know very well. Although we've been organising social events together at work, I can't say we are actual friends. As I was offered some apple & raisin homemade cake our conversation fell on Pump (my insulin pump). I had to explain why I am attached to Pump 24/7, and how miserable life was when I was on 5+ injections a day. "So -- she said, how long will you have to use it for then?" To which I replied: "Well, at least for the rest of my life". The other person struggled a bit in hearing this, bringing examples of older relatives with Type 2 diabetes being put on tablets and not being able to take care of themselves. "I can't improve, I don't produce insulin anymore".

Before Pump Diabetes was pretty much an invisible condition, whereas now it's there for other people to see. To be honest this doesn't bother me, I usually clip Pump on my waist and I don't care if people stare at it. But I find it funny that to make myself more comfortable with my condition I have to make other people less comfortable with it.

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