Well, my Dexcom finally arrived a few days ago, but without supplies. I freaked out and started screaming about how it makes no sense that the transmitters didn't come and blah. It probably would have been pretty funny if you were watching me. Anyways, my mom called Dexcom, that day, but they didn't call back, so my dad called them yesterday. It ends up that they shipped the sensors on a different day, so I got them today. My attempt to out in the transmitter today was pretty funny.
I started by reading the instructions in the booklet of EVERYTHING DEXCOM. (I felt like it needed a dramatic name. Imagine it being said in a booming voice.) I made my mom hold the pages in place while I was inserting the transmitter because, unfortunately, I don't have three hands. Once I inserted the transmitter, I couldn't figure out how to take the barrel-thingy out. I started having a freak-out session inside my head: "What if it never comes out? What if I have to go to school with this barrel thing? How will I go out in public with this thing attached to me?" Then, my mom figured it out because she read the rest of the instructions.
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Everything else went smoothly and now I'm waiting for the sensor to need a calibration. Then it will finally be ALIVE! (Also imagine that being said in a booming voice.) Right now I have the little hourglass in the right corner, so for all I know, I could have completely messed this up. Yay! (Actually, I did mess it up. I didn't realize I had to pull the collar back the first time, so the wire never went in. I hopefully did it the right way this time.)
On a side note: Happy New Years! I can't wait to see what's in store for 2013!
Moral of Story: T-2 Hours until sensor launch!
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another one of my my mother's tweets:
LOL! I love that your mom calls you a borg!!
ReplyDeleteI insert the sensors by myself and sometimes that barrel thing just wont release. I've had the same fear about going to work with it! LOL!