We love our beach time. Boogie boarding and surfing and riding the waves. And our Pod comes along for all of it. Some good ole SkinTac on it as we prep the site, and that little darling Pod stays on through everything. Waves crashing, thrown to the ground, swimming out to the faraway sandbar where your feet cannot touch the bottom - yep, stays on through all of it.
Most of the time Grace wears her Pod on her stomach or her arms. Those are her favorite sites. Once in a while we rock a thigh site, but rarely a bottom. Girl has a curvy bottom and darn it those Pods don't curve at all? The Pod sits weird on her bottom, rocks a bit and sure enough, gets angry with us there, resulting in a red cannula site. So, no bottom sites lately for us.
Back to the beach. We only had one catastrophe this last week. The cord from her boogieboard somehow got wrapped around the top part of her Pod, and 'ripped off' the top of the Pod, resulting in the cannula coming out. She screamed in the water as it happened, and I look over and see the Pod tape around the Pod still there, but the Pod itself doing a little dangle from her arm. It hurt her, and she cried.
We got out of the water, gave a little raised fist in the air to diabetes, sat down in our beach chairs, dried off, wiped up our eyes and arm, and got about the business of getting the ripped Pod off and a new one on. I don't let something like a ripped Pod stop our business of having fun, and I make sure Grace knows it. You want to ride more waves? We got hours here at the beach, Grace! Let's change it and get back out there! And we do. The tears stop, we go about the process of changing a Pod - the Unisolve, the disarming of the current Pod, filling a new one, SkinTac on, autoinsertion, take off the old Pod. Five minutes, tops. Right there on the beach.
And we go on to ride the waves. Dried tears. New Pod.
Rock on, sister!