By writing about it, I will most surely cause the Infusion Set Nirvana to cease; yet I must.
I placed the infusion set in my right thigh late Thursday night, and since that time it's done it's job quite nicely.
I don't even realize it's there most of the time. It's hasn't gotten caught in my jeans or my underwear (and you all KNOW what I'm talking about) and my numbers have been quite good.
The infusion site doesn't hurt at all when my jean slide against my skin or when I brush my fingers over the infusion site without even realizing that I'm doing it.
As always, I carry my spare infusion set in my handbag and have one in my car "just in case."
I know in my head that it's time to change it, but my skin tells me otherwise.
No telltale itchiness around the site letting me knows its time to rotate, or even redness for that matter.
Part of me thinks that if I change the site, my roll of good numbers will stop, but an even bigger part of me knows that’s just crazy talk!
For now, I’ll stick with it and enjoy the moment, because I know it’s a fleeting and quite a temporary thing. Much like a freshly filled insulin reservoir; Blood Sugar Nirvana, my tolerance for all things Kardashian, fresh cooked bacon on a plate or an untouched cupcake calling my name~