The intimate, inanimate insulin pump
It’s always with us.
It can be our partner in triumph, or our crutch in defeat.
It feels every occlusion.
When it cries for help, we cry too.
It’s there when we are most vulnerable; with us when we’re alone.
When we’re high and want to rage, it throws the punches.
It has the data to delight, as well as the digits to despair.
It’s got our numbers.
Sometimes we push its buttons. Other times, it pushes ours.
Some nestle themselves against a warm bosom. Others reach sensually beneath a waistband.
It can be kinky or it can be modest. Or both at the same time.
Sometimes we find it wrapped around our fingers. Or our whole bodies.
If we wander astray, it help us correct and get back on-course.
It can remind us when we forget.
It whines when its bottle is empty, or when it needs to be changed.
It tickles us.
It demands attention. It makes it worth it.
It sees us when we’re sleeping. It knows when we’re awake.
It knows if we’ve been bad or good; but it doesn’t care and it doesn’t judge.
It’s not perfect. Neither are we.
But it is remarkable.
And I can’t imagine my life without it.
Posted on January 22, 2013, in Diabetes, Insulin pump. Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.
Rolling in the D 
I like all these, but needed to see ‘…it doesn’t judge.’ I have a huge-o issue with manually entering in a high glucose for a correction bolus. Holding down the up arrow made me feel like I completely failed. But, you made such a good point. The pump doesn’t care and won’t judge me. It uses whatever I give it in some equation, does its thing and the day goes on. No judgments, no dumb questions, no commentary.
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Absolutely love this post, Scott!! So true – our pumps are with us all the time, pretty much everywhere. I also like the couple lines in there with Santa references… sometimes, my pump makes me feel like I’ve got coal in my blood, too!
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Nice prose. Thanks
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this is cute!
I look at my pump all the time and feel this weird love/hate relationship with it. It really is a part of us. Like an appendage or a permanent growth. The only time it’s not attached is the few minutes between site changes.
weird robotic parts. Yet I show it very little love and sometimes I feel guilty. Instead I get mad at it because right now it’s got cracks that could give out at any time. The warranty is up and I have to wait a year to replace.
I should really love it more
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I love this! It’s absolutely true. Super cute! Im going to print it… ❤
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Haha! This is great!
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I love this post…im a pumper been since 2010 & mine is blue, call it my blue buddy! everything you said i could relate to…I have a love/hate relationship with my pump & all technology out there.
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Awesome post! i like how you use humor! 🙂 I use humor too in my book “poking fun at diabetes”…everything you said I can totally relate too…I love my pump, and having it has saved my life 🙂
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