There’s not much about the mechanics of diabetes that can make a person smile. Heck, I’m not sure anything about the mechanics of diabetes can makes a person smile. But every now and then something happens while going through the normality of diabetes…something small when testing my blood, putting in an infusion set, taking a shot, or the most recent, putting in a CGM sensor.
I was putting a CGM sensor into my arm, which is a daunting task when doing it all by yourself. I got it in, I got the needle out and blood was everywhere (not too uncommon with those danged sensors and my arms) and a memory came to me:
September 2008, Diabetes Training Camp (DTC). I had been prancing around with my sensor in my arm happy as a clam. Lots of people asked about it, but the memory that sticks out the most is when Lolo wanted to put one in her arm and I said I’d help. So we loaded the insertion device, she gave me her arm and I pressed the button. What happened next can be summed up with the conversation I had with her via text:
Me: Remember that time at DTC that we put that sensor in your arm?
Lolo: Yes. And it bled like niagra falls.
Me: Yes. And it grew a bump the size of a mountain.
Lolo: Good memories huh?
Me: They make me smile.
Yes, the mechanics of diabetes sucks, but the memories that form when we’re hanging out with our friends that have diabetes make it so much more enjoyable sometimes…at a minimum, it brings a smile to our faces 
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