The Perils of Travel

Going places is cool, but my diabetes pretty much thinks the opposite.

"Oh, Sarah is traveling again? Let's teach her a lesson..."

On the way to Oregon, in a plane, I had to change my site in a tiny airplane bathroom because you can't really change your site in public...

All of my trash in the car.

Than on the way back, I had to change my whole site in the car because my pump decided to give me the occlusion alert for the first time while in the car. Yay! <insert sarcasm here

I think my diabetes has something against using my arm as a site, because both times this happened, my site was in my arm.

Moral of Story: Do I get an award for this?