I apologize for how weird this is about to sound.
So, about 6 months ago, I broke my pump's clip and still haven't gotten around to purchasing a new one. Now, if I have pockets, this poses no issues. If I do not, I have to get creative....if my pants are tight enough, I can usually just put it under my waistband. Sometimes, I just put it in my bra. Anyways, a couple days ago, I had my pump tucked into my waistband. I was going to the bathroom and instead of pulling down my pants, immediately remembered to remove my pump from the waistband...then pull down my pants. That got me thinking. At this point, diabetes is so second nature. It's something I think about constantly, but it's almost subconsciously. Sometimes I can't even remember if I bolused for my last meal....usually I did. :-)
It's crazy to think that I'm on my ninth year of diabetes. My Dianniversary (diabetes anniversary) was on June 22nd. Honestly, I was at a Yankees game and completely forgot about it. At first I felt a sense of sadness that I forgot about it, but I like to think of it as a good thing. Diabetes is something I've learned to live with. "It's like another limb." I think about it constantly, but a great deal of it is subconscious. Over the years, I've managed to go on and live life without must hesitation. Sure, when I was at the Yankees game I had to think about how must insulin to give for my ice cream cone and I had to test at one point...but those were minor thoughts. I was still able to go to and enjoy the baseball game without thinking too much about this stupid disease.
It's crazy to think of how far I've come since diagnosis nine years ago. Bring on year ten!