(Ironic, isn’t it, that Diabetes Outside is about Living with Diabetes Outside the Doctor’s Office and here I am yapping about my visit to my doctor?)
First things first: YES THEY TOOK MY PUMP AND METER AWAY AGAIN.
It has gotten easier now that I expect it (and talk to myself all the way as I drive there).
However, Point subtracted from doctor for this cruel and unusual infliction of pump-less moments in my life.
Second things second: I’m liking this doctor more and more. I don’t know what your experiences are, but I’m surprised when I have seen her out of context and she knows who I am. I like that! I never expect it, much less from a doctor who sees hundreds of patients. I know I myself don’t forget faces or names much, but I never expect others to be similar.
Anyway, this is a good thing. Point to doctor.
Random thing inserted at will: I don’t understand what happened to the first two weeks of information stored in my new pump. The reports won’t pull it down and thus it is as if the information doesn’t exist. If a tree falls in a forest… and there is no data collected from the fall…
Half point subtracted from Medtronic. (Good thing they won like 20 points with their Revel, which reminds me I wanted to blog about that, too. Another day. Oh, and they have about 3 gazillion points for giving me an insulin pump to begin with, as it changed the entire course of my diabetes management. Although their customer support/supply order sales bites the big one and they should be docked accordingly.)
Third things third: I do love how she can look at my graphs and mess with my ratios, basals, targets, and everything. I’m not saying I’ve seen too many changes in my A1c or daily life as a result of her changes, but I still think it’s pretty cool. I like that there is someone besides me who has devoted large chunks of her days looking at pump screens and meter and pump printouts. She doesn’t have diabetes herself so while her choice confuses me, I still appreciate it. I like feeling like I’m not the only one who knows what buttons to push.
So long as they let me keep it in the room.
Fourth things fourth: omg she wants me to do basal testing. Ut oh.
Point awarding suspended until I get through that task.
(I’m not sure how to test my basals without eating or touching my pump for several hours in the morning. I run and lead two bootcamps in the morning. Sigh. I generally like to eat sometime in there too.
But she’s right. So I shall basal test. I shall. Really.)
Wait; what am I awarding points for?? This isn’t a competition!!
I’m so glad you have an awesome endo too!
Mine is a goddess. She’s got Type One too. She went to medical school when type one was still practically a death sentence, and proved everyone wrong…
anyway, my last appointment was scheduled with her assistant, and I was thee last patient of the day, and she knew I had been going to heck with my insurance, so when I got to the office, the receptionist says “McAfee wants to see you today, instead of your scheduled appointment with Bobbi”
of course then I have a moment of *OH CRAP* because I’m sure she has discovered something terrible in my labs (besides all the protein I am dumping because I’ve been exercising so much…you’d be proud!)
that is, until the receptionist goes… “while you are waiting, would you mind running to the coffee shop [next door] and grabbing her a latte? here’s 10 bucks, get yourself one too!”
*sigh of relief!*
Then we sat and chatted about the woes of sushi rice, and then we bolused for our espresso drinks and talked about how many extra OmniPods I will need for my impending international trips…
My endo is like a Tuxedo T-Shirt, she means business, but she sure does know how to make a doctors visit fun!