Here’s to Basketball, Exercise and Almost Forgetting My Pump At The Gym…

Basketball is FUN for Scott!Monday nights are great for me.

I do a little bit of karate, then go play basketball for about an hour and a half.

I wore my heart rate monitor during basketball tonight. We usually play full court, but we were short on guys tonight and just played half-court 3 on 3. Would you believe I still burned about 2000 calories in 1.5 hours?!?!?!!! Incredible.

My blood sugar is touchy during exercise, sometimes going up (yes, I know, very strange – I have a theory I’ll post on later), sometimes going down. Well, tonight was a down night, so I crammed some cookies down, had some pop (mmm, picture that rolling around your belly while running around…), and took my pump off.

Had a fun night, but after all of our gas tanks ran empty, we decided to call it a night. Now I usually have a big gym bag full of karate stuff and basketball stuff. My clothes & jacket get tossed on top, and things are generally a real big mess there. You know, a big pile of Scott’s stuff that sits there until it’s time to go, and I gather it all together and head out.

So I get all my stuff together, say my goodbye, and start heading to the door. One of the guys says, “Hey Scott – is this yours?” I turn around and look, and there is my pump, in its elastic waistband, sitting on the floor all lonely-like.

Wow – good thing he saw it!!! I was a little disturbed that I almost forgot this thing that has been, like, literally connected to me for many years. It was just a bit weird.

Then I started to wonder, what the heck would the person who found it do with it? I mean, I’m sure it would not take too long for an intelligent being to determine it was some important medical device – heck, they might even know it’s an insulin pump! But what do you do with something like that? Dump it in the lost and found bin?

Anyway, maybe I should think about labeling it somehow. There is that StuffBak site that seems like a good idea, that is unless some internet-illiterate person finds it (though I think there is a phone number, too?)…

It was just kind of weird to me to almost leave without my insulin pump, of all things.

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Scott K. Johnson

Patient voice, speaker, writer, and advocate. Living life with diabetes and telling my story. All opinions expressed are my own and do not necessarily represent the position of my employer.

Diagnosed in April of 1980, I recognize the incredible mental struggle of living with diabetes. Read more…