I remember when humalog came out. I was so used to waking up high and it literally taking all day to come down. Around dinner time I’d level out, just long enough to go back to bed and rise again… those dastardly teenage hormones. My nurse, a type 1er herself, raved to me about this new insulin called humalog. I was given strict warnings about how and when to take it, and not to take it until I see the food I was going to eat because it worked SO quickly. Bla bla bla… I’d heard about miracle things before (yes, I even tried the air pressure “no needles” thing) so I was less than excited.
The morning after my appointment I woke up around 270. I thought I’d give the new stuff a test drive. It still looked like regular to me, still smelled like insulin… I took a few units and waited. One hour and 17 minutes later I was 135, and floored. I could not believe it actually worked!! I ran around the house telling anyone with ears how amazing it was to me that it was only 10:30am and I was in range! A few smiling head nods later from my mom and brother I was still in awe. It actually did what it said it would do.
When I went on lantus the result was not quite as energetic, but I was happy to give away my NPH thinking that the new stuff had to be better. Control wise it was, but man oh man, the sting from that shot always hurt. It often times was so bad it would take my breath away.
Being on the pump, I feel like that teenage girl again… Every time I check and am in range I think, “Hot damn, it does what they said it would.” Despire my long standing dislike of the pump, I am loving every second.
I don’t miss those lantus shots, not one tini-tiny bit!