18/08/2026
Three sensors. One night. Still searching.
Last night I changed my CGM sensor. Then changed it again. Then changed it again. My pump spent the entire night buzzing, searching for a signal it couldn't find. I gave up this morning and made the decision to change it again... it was still searching when I was due to play golf... and when I was playing golf!
All 18 holes I was flying completely blind.
No data, no alerts, no idea what my blood sugars were doing. And holes 10, 11 and 12? An absolute disaster, 7,7,8 in a medal comp!
Three holes that unravelled what had genuinely been a good round up till then, and I had no clue why until later.
A banana at the 11th and 12th (yes, it took me that long to eat it), a sensor that finally connected in the car on the way home (obviously), and the answer became very clear.
My blood sugars had tanked.
The last 6 holes once my levels came back up? Par. Bogey. Birdie. Par, Par, Par. Where can I join the tour😂
Turns out a functioning pancreas is fairly useful for a golf swing. Who knew⛳
This is the bit people don't see when they look at a CGM graph or an HbA1c result.
The decisions made without data.
The mornings where the technology doesn't cooperate and you have to use your best judgement and carry on anyway.
Living with Type 1 Diabetes is RELENTLESS, and some days the condition wins the first round before you've even had breakfast.
Happy Type 1 Tuesday 🩺
Has anyone else ever genuinely blamed a bad hole on their pancreas? I'm doing that today!