LifeAfterDx--Diabetes Uncensored

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Hi! I’m William “Lee” Dubois (called either Wil or Lee, depending what part of the internet you’re on). I’m a diabetes columnist and the author of four books about diabetes that have collectively won 16 national and international book awards. (Hey, if you can’t brag about yourself on your own blog, where can you??) I have the great good fortune to pen the edgy Dear Abby-style advice column every Saturday at Diabetes Mine; write the Diabetes Simplified column for dLife; and am one of the ShareCare diabetes experts. My work also appears in Diabetic Living and Diabetes Self-Management magazines. In addition to writing, I’ve spent the last half-dozen years running the diabetes education program for a rural non-profit clinic in the mountains of New Mexico. Don’t worry, I’ll get some rest after the cure. LifeAfterDx is my personal home base, where I get to say what and how I feel about diabetes and… you know… life, free from the red pens of editors (all of whom I adore, of course!).

Friday, April 13, 2012

The Build-a-Bear alarm

I happened to be in the bathroom when the unfamiliar sound reached my ears.

Mew-mew-mew.
Mew-mew-mew.
Mew-mew-mew.

What the fuck is that? I thought I’d learned all the sounds mySentry can make! This sounds like a… a cat? Well, an electronic version of a cat, anyway.

I hurried to the library, were myAssistant was on duty on my desk. Nothing was amiss. A clean trace line danced across the screen. While my blood sugar was nothing to brag about, it wasn’t that bad.

Battery green, insulin yellow, telemetry good, need to calibrate the sensor soon, sensor has a day to go. Nothing amiss. So…?

Mew-mew-mew.
Mew-mew-mew.
Mew-mew-mew.

Huh? Wait a sec. That sounded like it came from the living room. I opened one of the twin French doors to the library and stuck my head out. Nothing. Rio was sitting on the couch watching TV.

Hey, Ree, was there some sort of weird alarm on the TV show? I asked.

“No. Not that I recall. What do you mean by ‘weird’?”

Well… Well, actually it sounded a bit like a cat. Maybe a kitten. But electronic. Not a sound I’ve ever heard either of our cats make.

“Oh,” said Rio, “was this the noise?” And he held up Hippie Cheetah who said:


Mew-mew-mew.
Mew-mew-mew.
Mew-mew-mew.

“I’d forgotten Branny can talk,” said Rio beaming, “you just need to squeeze her paw… like this…”

Mew-mew-mew.
Mew-mew-mew.
Mew-mew-mew.

Ah. Not a mySentry alarm. A Build-a-Bear alarm.

Oh, and speaking of alarms, the pump has been a quiet as the grave today.

1 Comments:

Blogger Michael Hoskins said...

The noises. They're EVERYWHERE. We can't escape them. Even when we do.

4:28 PM  

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