such as, last week i was informed that "due to 'problems' with the freestyle monitors (?) you will be buying a new one today [low cost---ya, right, i payed nearly $30 for my new 'super monitor']."
who pays for glucose monitors?
so i buy it cos i'm just grateful to have 'low cost' healthcare from my university hospital. they did, after all, save my life.
when i got home i opened my new monitor and it became very clear to me that they (the university hospital) were the ones having 'problems' with the freestyle monitors. this new one was clearly cheaper and uh, well, cheaper.
click, pull, push, drop like a third of your body's blood to get a sample (haha) and then sometimes it says, "not enough" (!?#%@45%!?)
the best part is that it has a 'secret door' that you open to push 10 other buttons just to get to your average. nice.
oh, did i mention that it looks like something out of star-trek?
it's like, hey, don't mind her studying over here in a cafe! i beep 5 times when in use, and scream: HI, I AM EMILY'S GLUCOSE MONITOR, SHE HAS TYPE 1, STARE AT HER, SHE HAS A PROBLEM!
now don't get me wrong, i'm still grateful i have everything i need right now.
but i loved my freestyle. i named him fred.
he was small, inconspicuous (looked like a cell-phone) and barely needed anything for my blood sample. so i was basically, uh, not obvious.
i know no matter how long you've had type 1, it's nice to not look obvious.
did i mention i run?
hmmm, so now i'm trying to run with my trekkie-monitor and where the hell am i supposed to put it on my teeny-tiny body?!
ARE YOU TELLING ME I'M GONNA HAVE TO GET A FANNY-PACK SO I CAN CARRY THIS THING WHILE I RUN?!
cheers, friends. cheers.
oh, and happy monitoring to all you beautiful type 1's with hip little BGMs!