Some days I wonder how I literally survived without an insulin pump and a CGM. When I was diagnosed in the mid-1990s, the doctor gave me a syringe and showed me how to inject saline into an organge.
“Okay, well just do that except stick it INTO YOUR OWN BODY and check your blood sugar a lot. Not too much or you die. See ya!”
That’s how I remember it, but I’m sure they were much more helpful and caring because I’m still alive today.
Today I caught myself being upset that the computer on my wrist can’t read my blood sugar every five minutes unless the computer in my pocket is within range. I HAVE A FRICKIN’ COMPUTER ON MY WRIST. AND ONE IN MY POCKET. Oh yeah, SOMEONE FIGURED OUT HOW TO PUT INSULIN IN A BOTTLE. And I can afford it. Many many people in the world today cannot.
Every day above ground is a good day.